Beau Lys, the river’s breathing low,

carves your name in silver below the moon’s brow.

I follow the tremble of reeds where your laughter once slept,

barefoot on the glass of yesterday’s rain.

Every star is a syllable we never completed,

hung like a bridge between never and now.

I speak to the dark in the tongue of the loons—

they echo you back, a ghost of blue sound.

If dawn must come, let it come slow,

so your outline can linger in indigo smoke.

Let Go – Beau Young Prince

Lyrics by：Beau Young/Jaimy Lageweg

Composed by：Beau Young/Jaimy Lageweg

Produced by：JAILO

Sometimes I don’t really know myself

有時(shí)候我搞不懂自己

Devil on my back pray for me need help

我被惡魔纏身 請(qǐng)為我禱告 我需要幫助

Angel in the front tryna guide my steps

而天使在前方為我引路

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