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Lyrics
[Intro]
Silent whispers in the evening light,
Thinking of her, holding on tight.
[Verse 1]
Yannicka from the northern land,
With gentle eyes and a steady hand.
Imagining the way she'd look my way,
When I toil and sweat in her garden all day.
[Pre-Chorus]
Feelings grow whenever she's near,
Dreams of her soft voice I hear.
Every glance, a tender spark,
Lighting up my world, igniting in the dark.
[Chorus]
Oh, Yannicka, your gaze is like the tide,
Pulling at my heart, deep inside.
If only I could find a way,
To tell her what I feel today.
[Bridge]
Garden tending, love ascending,
Hope and longing, never ending.
In the quiet, in my mind,
She’s the dream I want to find.
[Outro]
Soon the evening turns to night,
Thinking of her, feels so right.
Hoping someday she might see,
This is how she looks at me.
Details
GeneratedNov 29, 2025
Duration2:57
LanguageEnglish
Style
Folk soft male vocals with acoustic guitar only
Credits
Prompt by
Nomadic_Norse
Nomadic_NorseModelAria v5
