霓虹在腳踝打滑，夜像黑膠慢慢旋開火花

我踩著心跳的鼓，把孤單甩成四拍的涂鴉

風把舊名字吹成沙，我讓淚在輪上開成花

再一圈，城市變成默片，只有呼吸在對白

如果愛失速，就借月光剎車

我在回聲里，學會用旋轉(zhuǎn)擁抱跌落的年華

Gentlemen, cufflinks locked like moonlight on chrome,

We glide on the downbeat, silk soles never alone.

Tip the brim, whisper grace to the night,

Every step a signature, scented with cedar and light.

We don’t chase—trace constellations in our wake,

Polished shoes converse with streets, smooth as a lake.

Snap-close the watch, time behaves when we arrive,

Leave chaos star-struck, etiquette fully alive.