떠돌이

Once, we called this place our own, A realm of dreams where we had grown. But whispers turned to silent cries, A fleeting home beneath the skies. The echoes fade, the banners fall, No voices left within these walls. The stars we chased, now lost, unseen, A shattered tale of what has been. We are the wanderers, no land, no name, Bound by the ashes, we carry the flame. Through endless shadows, we still remain, The lost ones grieving in quiet pain. The stories written on the stones, Now buried deep, forgotten tones. The bonds we forged, the battles won, All erased by the rising sun. Our echoes fade, the banners fall, No voices left within these walls. The stars we chased, now lost, unseen, A broken dream of what has been. We are the wanderers, no land, no name, Bound by the ashes, we carry the flame. Through endless shadows, we still remain, The lost ones grieving in quiet pain. Yet in the void, a spark may light, A glimmer born from endless night. Though servers fall, and worlds decay, Our hearts endure, we'll find a way. We are the wanderers, no land, no name, Bound by the ashes, we carry the flame. Through endless shadows, we rise again, The lost ones singing through the pain. Our home may vanish, but not our song, We carry its echoes, where we belong. 정상화 후 감정을 담았습니다. #sunoai #노래 #창팝