[Verse] Alpine dreams where the pines stand tall A forest whispers It hears it all The brook it dances A silver thread Stories flowing where the rivers are fed
[Chorus] Oh the pines They hum so low Through the forest where the breezes go Oh the stream It sings its tune Underneath the mountain moon
[Verse 2] Echoes bounce where the shadows play A world untouched by the hands of clay Branches cradle the sky so wide Holding secrets the winds confide
[Bridge] Listen close to the murmurs there The mountain's heart is laid so bare Every leaf a tiny prayer Every drop a gem to share
[Chorus] Oh the pines They hum so low Through the forest where the breezes go Oh the stream It sings its tune Underneath the mountain moon
A zene stílusa
acoustic with soft fingerpicking guitar and gentle flute melodies, serene, folk