“My Half” (English translation)

I tried to run, far from our flame,

But even silence speaks your name.

Every step away just spins me around,

Like your shadow owns my ground.

Time’s a liar — it heals no pain,

It only hides the hurt again.

You’re the fire burning under my skin,

The fever I chase again and again.

No distance can sever this thread,

No night long enough to calm my head.

You’re the breath I can’t deny,

My half, my wound, my reason why.

You kissed others, trying to forget,

But every mouth brought my silhouette.

Each night you try to fall asleep,

It’s my name your dreams still keep.

There’s no peace, no rest to find,

Your taste still lingers deep in mine.

You’re the fire burning under my skin,

The fever I chase again and again.

No distance can sever this thread,

No night long enough to calm my head.

You’re the breath I can’t deny,

My half, my wound, my reason why.

If I could hold you just one night,

The world would fade — and that’s alright.

You’re my sin, my truth, my pain,

And for you, I’d burn again.

If you feel the wind brush your face,

Maybe it’s me — a fleeting trace.

You’re my hunger, my fire, my ache,

And loving you’s the wound I can’t unmake.