[00:03.330]In the age of automation, silence echoes through the code,[00:09.030]Science unfolds in virtual nodes.[00:13.890]A technical mind once dreamed of change,[00:18.150]Where technology advanced, distant yet strange.[00:23.430]Devices not just tools but strategies deep,[00:28.560]Engines of progress that never sleep.[00:33.090]A scientist’ s heart is a calculated fire,[00:37.710]Automated hopes, automatically wired.[00:42.120]To equip the mind, to file each thought,[00:47.070]Each instrument placed, each battle fought.[00:51.450]Repeat the data, reshape the dream,[00:56.430]In this mechanical world, what does love mean?[01:01.560]A machinecan't imitate what humans feel,[01:06.180]Yet to reproduce emotion— that would be real.[01:14.940]She archived moments on her digital screen,[01:18.120]Coded lines where love had been.[01:22.230]A portable past, a screen full of light,[01:26.430]Default feelings in algorithmic night.[01:31.590]She downloaded stars, renewed her fate,[01:36.480]From database memories, she’ d recreate.[01:41.310]The document signed with passion’ s pen,[01:45.900]Uploaded pain, deleted again.[01:51.510]Networked souls linked through space,[01:56.220]Cyberspace warmth, a virtual embrace.[02:01.320]Her image drawn not by lens but by thought,[02:05.400]In a format love alone had taught.[02:09.660]Repeat the data, reshape the dream,[02:14.970]Revolution’ s pulse in a digital stream.[02:19.380]To eliminate error, to elevate truth,[02:28.380]A radical love, not bound by youth.[02:34.110]Advanced dreams in progressive flow,[02:38.760]She'd coin new futures the world should know.[02:43.740]Inspired by logic, invented with grace,[02:48.480]Pioneered affection, timecan't erase.[02:55.740]In the archive of feeling, she filed her song,[03:01.320]Patented sorrow she’ d carried too long.[03:04.500]To update the heart, renew, restore,[03:10.140]In a replicated love, she asked for more.[03:13.350]Not every device must measure or scan,[03:22.560]Some are designed to understand.[03:25.950]A technical revolution not made of gears,[03:29.070]But of love that endures beyond the years.