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نور زندگی قبچاق 1 by Gool

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نور زندگی قبچاق 1 by Gool - teen pop music cover art

نور زندگی قبچاق 1

teen pop

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Lyrics
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[Verse 1]
Under the blur of sky-scrawled clouds, we roam,
Barefoot on cracked sidewalks that bark stories of home.
Every faded wall holds a grin or a tear,
The whispers of our past stretch close, yet disappear.
[Pre-Chorus]
Tangled hopes twist in the breeze,
Flickers of daring in eyes that never freeze.
Hands stained with the color of stubborn clay,
We’re breaking dawn, chasing the blue away.
[Chorus]
Light of our lives, burning through the night,
Hearts wide open, unafraid to fight.
Hold tight to the spark that won’t let go,
We’re the fire the dark won’t know.
Light of our lives, shine on and on,
Sing with the wild but soft-faced dawn.
[Verse 2]
Laughter spills like spilled paint, messy and loud,
Lines of stories etched on faces proud.
Streets hum with footsteps, a restless song,
In every broken echo, we find where we belong.
[Pre-Chorus]
Tangled hopes twist in the breeze,
Flickers of daring in eyes that never freeze.
Hands stained with the color of stubborn clay,
We’re breaking dawn, chasing the blue away.
[Chorus]
Light of our lives, burning through the night,
Hearts wide open, unafraid to fight.
Hold tight to the spark that won’t let go,
We’re the fire the dark won’t know.
Light of our lives, shine on and on,
Sing with the wild but soft-faced dawn.
[Bridge]
When the city sleeps, we’re wide awake,
Humming secrets only our hearts can make.
Not just shadows, but a brand-new sun,
Carrying dreams from where we begun.
[Chorus]
Light of our lives, burning through the night,
Hearts wide open, unafraid to fight.
Hold tight to the spark that won’t let go,
We’re the fire the dark won’t know.
Light of our lives, shine on and on,
Sing with the wild but soft-faced dawn.
[Outro]
No quiet in our steps, just the pulse of the young,
The pages of tomorrow waiting to be sung.