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Lyrics
ntro)
(Sound of a distant, muffled church bell tolling once)
(Low, humming choir-like synthesizers that fade in)
(Verse 1)
Ascending slow through the frozen mist
A morning gold that the clouds have kissed
The stone stands tall in the white embrace
A monument of ancient grace
The world below is a quiet blur
While the angels in the rafters stir.
(Chorus)
Circle the cross, circle the spire
Rising above the winter’s fire
The snow is a prayer falling from the sky
Under the gaze of the morning eye
Higher we go, where the air is still
Over the valley, over the hill.
(Bridge - Deep, ethereal echo)
"From up here...
the world looks like a dream.
Every roof is white,
every breath is holy.
Peace on the ground...
Peace in the air."
(Verse 2)
The bells are sleeping in the hollow tower
Waiting for the lonely morning hour
Shadows dancing on the sacred wall
Watching the silver blessings fall
The drone is a bird with a silent wing
Hearing the song that the snowflakes sing.
(Outro)
(The beat stops, leaving only a soft organ-like hum)
(Sound of wind at a high altitude)
Ancient stone...
Newborn snow...
Rano ujutru...
Let it go
Details
GeneratedJan 5, 2026
Duration3:24
LanguageEnglish
Style
Cinematic Lo-Fi / Ambient, 60 BPM, Vibe: Sveto, spokojno, bezvremensko.
Credits
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PULSAR_MUSICModelAria v5
