Abadi - Indo Version

Sometimes silence is the loudest sound. You just sit there, listening to the air suddenly become heavier - as if someone's scent, someone's voice, the echo of someone else's presence has dissolved into it. And even the Earth spins more slowly, as if it too doesn't want to go on without that “someone.” It's a strange feeling: it seems like everything is over, but you still can't let go. Because there is nothing left but memories - so stubborn, so vivid. And like old perfume on a scarf, they don't fade away, but quietly remind you that something once was. And maybe it will remain there forever, where the heart still hasn't decided to close the door.