That Night, She Sang So Sadly
Lyrics
The velvet night breathed out a sound
The hall was silent, only the piano playing.
She entered so serenely, began to sing.
A voice made of wine, of night, and of pain.
She told a story of a life gone by.
Each note, a thorn stuck in the air.
Each word, a secret she came to reveal.
She spoke of absence, of promises in the sand.
Of a boat leaving at high tide.
The melody, tenuous, a feverish thread.
That entered every soul, penetrated to the end.
She sang so sadly, with such truth.
That touched the wound of all longing.
A man remembered the son he lost.
A woman, the love she never lived.
Another, the dreams that slipped behind.
And that night, no one was spared from tears.
The last note rose and fell silent.
