AH, LONGING...

 

Hummmm...
Ahhhh...
Hummmmmmmmm...
Ahhhhhhhhh...

 

Oh, Longing...
Oh, Longing...

 

Longing...
Longing...

 

Is there anyone in this world
Who lives without feeling you?

 

— Longing!

 

Do you feel it?

 

— Longing!

 

Do you remember?

 

— Longing!

 

Do you dance?

 

— Dance!

 

Longing...
A word that carries
So much meaning...
That sometimes
We simply cannot
Translate...

 

Longing...
A feeling so profound
That it lives deep within us
And sometimes
It even makes us cry...

 

Ah-ah-ah...
Longing...
Oh-oh-oh...
Longing...

 

For someone!

 

 

For someone!

For a scent!

 

For a scent!

For a sound!

 

For a sound!

For being there!

 

For being there!

For the taste...
The touch...
The sound...
Of a voice...

 

And the body remembers
Even before
The mind does!

 

AH, LONGING!

 

 

AH, LONGING!

You make me remember!

 

Remember! Remember!

AH, LONGING!

 

AH, LONGING!

You make me sing!

 

Sing! Sing!

When life calls...

I will go!

When the heart remembers...

I am!

 

I AM!
I AM!

Longing is not a prison!

It is memory in motion!

It is feeling!

It is feeling!

 

Longing...
That so often
Makes us want
To go back in time...

To so many lives...
So many moments...
So many places...
So many feelings
We once lived...

Perhaps imagined...

Yet they remain
Living within the soul...

 

Within us...

 

Within us...
Within us...

 

Longing for who we want to become...

 

For who we want to become...

 

Longing for what has already gone...

 

For what has already gone...

 

And for what we still
Haven't let go...

 

But do we need to?

 

Do we need to?

 

AH, LONGING!

 

 

AH, LONGING!

You make me remember!

 

Remember! Remember!

AH, LONGING!

 

AH, LONGING!

You make me dance!

 

Dance! Dance!

What has passed...

Has passed!

What remained...

Has taught!

And what still exists
Can bloom!

 

CAN BLOOM!

 

Ah, longing...
Thank you for existing...
Thank you for reminding me
That, to find you,
I need to be happy...

 

Or do I?

 

Or do I?
Or do I?

 

Could there be people
Who miss unhappy moments?

 

Could it be that sometimes
We confuse
Longing...
With something
That needs to be understood?

 

Ah, Longing...

 

What makes a person
Become shadowed?

What makes someone
Drift away from themselves?

Why do some pains
Seem to want
To stay?

 

Stay?
Stay?

 

But sadness doesn't have to
Become a home!

 

NO!
NO!

 

Memory doesn't have to
Become a prison!

 

NO!
NO!

 

And feeling longing
Doesn't mean
Stopping life!

 

LIVE!
LIVE!
LIVE!

 

Longing!

 

Êêê!

Longing!

 

Ôôô!

Remember!

 

Remember!

Breathe!

 

Breathe!

Feel!

 

Feel!

Dance!

 

DANCE!

 

If longing has arrived...

 

LIFE HAS ARRIVED TOO!

 

If the heart remembered...

 

IT'S BECAUSE IT STILL FELT!

 

If emotion still exists...

 

THERE IS STILL A PATH!

 

Ahhh... longing...

Do you have an explanation
For so many sighs?

 

Ah-ah-ah...
Oh-oh-oh...

 

Maybe not...

Maybe longing
Doesn't need an explanation.

Maybe it needs
To be felt...

Understood...

And transformed
Into movement.

 

MOVEMENT!

 

Because remembering
Can also teach us...

 

Teach us!

 

And feeling...

 

Is also living!

 

Ahhhhh...
Longing...
Êêêê...
Ôôôô...

 

Thank you...
For existing.

 

Longing...
Longing...
Longing...

 

Hummmm...
Ahhhh...
Hummmmmmmmm...
Ahhhhhhhhh...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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