In the whispers of the twilight glow,
Where the secrets of the shadows flow,
We find our peace in a hidden glade,
As the stars above begin to fade.
Soft chorus breezes through the trees,
Carrying tales on the gentle breeze,
A rambling dreamer with eyes alight,
Wanders beneath the silvered night.
We'll dance along to a moonlight waltz,
In the heart of magic where time halts,
Every step a note in the evening song,
In this endless journey where we belong.
With every laugh and every sigh,
Weaving a tale that will never die,
Through fields of dreams where wildflowers grow,
We’ll treasure the moments that we sow.
So let the echoes of laughter play,
As the dawn breaks over the fray,
For in the dawn, we'll find our way,
And carry these memories into the day.
When the twilight fades and the sun will rise,
We'll hold the past with loving sighs,
In the hidden glade where our hearts still flow,
We’ll cherish forever the whispers in the twilight glow.
Folk
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