[Verse] This case once held a voice that sang of spring, Now only echoes linger, thin and long. The strings still hum with what I cannot bring— A truth that time has made too wrong. [Pre-Chorus] I trace your name in dust upon the wood, A ghost of love I never let you know. [Chorus] Farewell, my rose, in silence I remain, In this old case, your music still remains. No word, no kiss, no final chain we broke— The silence speaks what words could never show. [Verse] The bow remembers how it used to fly, Like fire through frost, like stars in midnight sky. But now it rests where no one dares to play— A hymn that ends before the sun will stray. [Pre-Chorus] I fold this note, a seal I cannot break, A vow I keep too late, too cold, too frail. [Chorus] Farewell, my rose, in silence I remain, In this old case, your music still remains. No word, no kiss, no final chain we broke— The silence speaks what words could never show. [Bridge] If someday you should find this parchment torn, And hear the strings in wind or in the dawn, Know that each note was a prayer I kept, A life not lived, but loved—forever, kept. [Chorus] Farewell, my rose, in silence I remain, In this old case, your music still remains. No word, no kiss, no final chain we broke— The silence speaks what words could never show. [Outro] The case is closed. The strings are still. The letter lies—unheard, but real.