In the gentle sway of the evening breeze,
Where the whispers of a world unfold,
Mystic tales in colors bold,
Feel the rhythm, let your heart parade,
As we gather ‘round for a sweet serenade.
Hear the laughter, feel the warmth inside,
With the moonlight shining, let our spirits glide.
Through the valleys, where the hopeful roam,
Together we find our way back home.
Chorus of nature, played on bamboo strings,
Melodies dancing with the joy that it brings,
Echoes of love in every note,
In our stories, it's the dreams we wrote.
Take my hand as we drift along,
In the vibe of this everlasting song,
With every heartbeat, let the magic grow,
Let the mystic winds carry us slow.
Roots are deep in the soil we care,
While our spirits rise like the smoke in the air,
With the sun setting low, the shadows play,
In this moment, we find our way.
So sway with me under the starry night,
Lost in the wonder, feeling so right,
With the laughter and whispers in harmony,
This serenade’s the essence of you and me.
As the dawn kisses the dreams we've spun,
We embrace the journey where we've just begun,
With love as our compass and joy as our guide,
In every heartbeat, forever we’ll abide.
So here’s to the roots that keep us strong,
In this mystic embrace, where we belong,
We’ll dance through the night, till morning shows,
In the breeze of our love, the music grows.
Reggae
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