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🎵 Until the City Sleeps – Lalu Metev

[Verse 1]

The night is pouring silver

across the window glass.

The city keeps on talking,

but we don"t have to.

 

You smile without a reason,

I know that smile by heart.

And for a little while

the years forget to catch us.

 

[Pre-Chorus]

Don"t tell me about tomorrow,

we don"t need a plan tonight.

There"s something real about

having you here by my side.

 

[Chorus]

Stay with me

until the city sleeps.

Let this night

take all the time it needs.

 

Stay with me —

no promises, no fear.

After all these years,

I still choose you here.

 

And when the morning finds us,

let it find us just like this —

your hand resting in mine,

and all the silence between us.

 

[Verse 2]

Two glasses on the table,

and the evening is still ours.

We don"t need another word;

your eyes have said enough.

 

We"ve lost a few directions,

we"ve found our way again.

Some people come into your life

exactly when they should.

 

[Pre-Chorus]

Don"t promise me forever,

forever"s far too wide.

Give me this one moment

and the way you look tonight.

 

[Chorus]

Stay with me

until the city sleeps.

Let this night

take all the time it needs.

 

Stay with me —

no promises, no fear.

After all these years,

I still choose you here.

 

And when the morning finds us,

let it find us just like this —

your hand resting in mine,

and all the silence between us.

 

[Bridge — intimate, almost spoken]

Maybe love doesn"t thunder.

Maybe it simply sits beside you

and stays.

 

And one day you understand —

you weren"t waiting for someone.

 

You were waiting

for her.

 

[Final Chorus]

Stay with me

until the city sleeps.

Let this night

keep one secret just for us.

 

Stay with me —

the way only you can do.

After all these years,

you still make me believe.

 

And when the morning finds us,

let it find us just like this —

with nothing left to prove,

with nothing left to promise.

 

Just you...

just me...

and all this silence.


Lalu Metev, September 1, 2026.

I begin in the threshold where a word is not yet born and silence still remembers its breath. I write to shape what insists on being carried forward — not as ornament, but as revealed truth. My practice moves like inner weather: shifts of memory, tenderness, and the questions that refuse to leave us. Genres are rooms of one house — poems, essays, fragments, genealogies, musical sketches — each a voice in a single resonant chord. Even silence has its essential place in that chord. I attend to the small gestures that disclose identity; to the secret bridges between private life and collective memory; to the quiet architecture of the spirit that needs no ceremony. My aim is language that opens rather than decorates — windows through which readers encounter their own inner sky. Form, conscience and intimacy guide me: introspection keeps me honest; conceptual shape grants the invisible weight; moral sensibility anchors each phrase. My professions — poet, publicist, jurist — lean together: law sharpens clarity, poetry humbles certainty, philosophy teaches listening to what is unsaid. If a single thread unites my work, it is this: to transmute vulnerability into luminous strength and to make silence a place of meaning. I am Lalu Metev — Bulgarian poet, essayist and jurist. I write to preserve what is delicate and essential in the human spirit, to follow traces of memory and dignity, and to find where the personal meets the universal. This is the path I walk; this is the voice I follow; this is the presence I offer.