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Lyrics
[Verse]
The sea sings low in a whispering gray
Her waves roll soft like a harp unplayed
The gulls cry sharp but the wind won't stay
A fleeting touch on a soul delayed
[Chorus]
Oh my beauty lass of the Outer Hebrides
With the storm in your hair and the salt in your pleas
Where the tides kiss the rocks and the moon holds the seas
You are the ghost that my heart still sees
[Verse 2]
The heather bends where the shadows fall
Your voice like a reed in the wind's thin call
The cliffs hold secrets in their weathered sprawl
But you
My love
You outshine them all
[Prechorus]
The stars fade
The night sighs low
Your memory lingers where I can't go
[Chorus]
Oh my beauty lass of the Outer Hebrides
With the storm in your hair and the salt in your pleas
Where the tides kiss the rocks and the moon holds the seas
You are the ghost that my heart still sees
[Bridge]
I’ve carved your name in the driftwood’s grain
Watched it wash away in the endless rain
The ocean keeps what the shore can't claim
But I keep you in this aching frame
Details
GeneratedSep 29, 2025
Duration3:22
LanguageEnglish
Style
violincore, dark layered strings with male vocals intertwining, male vocals, melancholic, minimal, minimal percussion for an ethereal and haunting texture
Credits
Prompt by
Nomadic_Norse
Nomadic_NorseModelAria v4
Prompt
My Beauty Lass of the Outer Hebrides, dark layered strings with male vocals intertwining, melancholic, violincore, minimal percussion for an ethereal an
