[Verse]
Strings are calling in the night
A echo hums it feels so right
Wood speaks stories old and wise
Underneath the moonlit skies
[Verse 2]
Golden tones from ancient hands
Dusted paths and desert sands
Fingers dance on timbres deep
Songs awaken where dreams sleep
[Chorus]
Hear the whisper of the strings
Where the past and present sing
Every note a world unfolds
Tales of fire tales of cold
[Verse 3]
Hands of time they pluck the air
Filling spaces stripped and bare
Melodies that time forgot
Breathe in rhythm never caught
[Bridge]
Music sways like shifting dunes
Echoes chasing fading moons
Notes that linger in the soul
Breaking where the silence rolls
[Chorus]
Hear the whisper of the strings
Where the past and present sing
Every note a world unfolds
Tales of fire tales of cold