L'Écho Instant

[Verse 1]
When the city sleeps, a hush over the lane,
My phone a silent mirror, reflecting falling rain.
Then your light, a *scintillant* surprise,
Across the wires, you always rise.

[Chorus]
First ring, before the *bruissement* dies,
Your voice, a comet streaking through my skies.
My steady North, when city winds blow cold,
A story only our two souls have told.

[Verse 2]
Dawn's first *lumière cendrée*, or midnight's neon gleam,
No matter the hour, you answer like a dream.
The world outside is spinning, a blur of grey,
But your hello, it clears the morning haze.

[Chorus]
First ring, before the *bruissement* dies,
Your voice, a comet streaking through my skies.
My steady North, when city winds blow cold,
A story only our two souls have told.

[Bridge]
Some connections *évanescent*, like a summer rain,
But your hello cuts through every tangled pain.
A whispered laugh, a sudden, shared relief,
My secret sunbeam, in every shadowed leaf.

[Outro]
Just the sound of your voice, a perfect, gentle hum,
Before the world awakens, to its morning hum.