In the open meadows where the wildflowers sway,
Soft reflections shimmer under skies of light gray.
With warm tones caressing the gentle breeze,
Peaceful tunes dancing through whispering leaves.
Golden horizons greet the day anew,
As the sun spills its laughter on the morning dew.
Mountain whispers speak of dreams yet untold,
Carrying timeless echoes, rich and bold.
Chorus of the river sings a lullaby sweet,
Guiding us through valleys, where the earth and heavens meet.
In the arms of nature, we find our way home,
Where every step leads us, wherever we roam.
The stars whisper secrets in the night's warm embrace,
Painting the darkness with their glowing grace.
With hearts wide open, like the skies above,
We discover the magic, the power of love.
Through the seasons we wander, hand in hand we'll go,
Embracing the moments, letting our spirits flow.
In this dance of life, with each turn and sway,
We gather the memories, like petals in May.
So let the meadows open, let the mountains sing free,
For in these quiet spaces, we find who we're meant to be.
As the sun bows down with its last golden spark,
We'll treasure these moments, lighting up the dark.
With every soft whisper and every gentle sigh,
We'll weave our stories under the endless sky.
Together we'll wander, forever we'll roam,
Finding our solace in the place we call home.
Folk
Open meadows, warm tones, peaceful tunes, golden horizons, mountain whispers, timeless echoes, soft reflections
Folk
Open meadows, warm tones, peaceful tunes, golden horizons, mountain whispers, timeless echoes, soft reflections