Velvet Mirage Jubayer

[Intro] [Verse 1] She walks where the willow sighs, A silhouette dipped in twilight’s dye. Harpsichord hums through the gilded haze, Her laughter’s a riddle, half-sung, half-unsaid. [Chorus] Oh, Golden escapade, slip through the hourglass, A tango with shadows, a fever that lasts. Her lips trace sonnets in cherry-red wine, A love spun from smoke—both fleeting and divine. [Verse 2] The bassline trembles, the drums whisper low, A waltz in the parlor where old ghosts go. She offers a rose with a thorn left exposed, A labyrinth open, but never quite closed. [Chorus] Oh, Golden escapade, slip through the hourglass, A tango with shadows, a fever that lasts. Her lips trace sonnets in cherry-red wine, A love spun from smoke—both fleeting and divine. [Bridge] Clockwork hearts chime, out of time, out of phase, Her name on the breeze, a forgotten soufflé. We dance ’til the mirrors forget their own lies, In this velvet mirage where the afternoon dies. [Outro]