You, once became a shade in the middle of a mirage,
Teaching the meaning of trust even though the world is gray
Among the ever-changing dune,
Our steps were once in rhythm, against the wind.

I know, the desert wind will not wait,
When the traces are finally swept away by time,
Memories become small hills on the horizon.

The sun sets,
Replaced by a cold night
And you whisper,
Not all wounds must be driven away,
Let it settle in a corner of the heart,
As a small lantern in the long night.

Now, I walk,
Carrying the burden of longing on my back,
With your shadow behind
Our story is like a small oasis
Which I sip enough to keep walking
Where I have found meaning among the barren sands.