Lyrics
[Verse]
The mist rolls in like a silver tide
Trees whisper secrets they cannot hide
A raven calls
Its wings take flight
Shadows dance in the fading light
[Chorus]
Oh
Whispers of the glen
Calling me again
Through the hills
Through the rain
Where the wild hearts remain
[Verse 2]
A stream hums low
Its tune is old
Stories carved in stones and gold
A lark’s song rises
Sharp and clear
It sings of love
It sings of fear
[Prechorus]
And every step I take
The earth it sighs
The wind
It weaves through endless skies
[Chorus]
Oh
Whispers of the glen
Calling me again
Through the hills
Through the rain
Where the wild hearts remain
[Bridge]
The stars align
The air stands still
The echoes climb the ancient hill
The moon she hums
A silver tune
The night a harp beneath her rune
Style
harp and flute-driven with soft percussion and layered vocal harmoniesetherealceltic
Prompt
Celtic
Credits
Prompt by
Indigoheart
IndigoheartGeneratedNov 1, 2025
ModelAria v5
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