[Verse] The trees hum low where shadows lie A quiet tune A whispered sigh The mossy floor A velvet green A secret world Softly seen
[Chorus] Whispering pines They call my name A breath of peace A tender flame The forest speaks It holds the key To dreams that drift eternally
[Verse 2] The sunlight dances on the streams A fleeting touch A golden gleam The leaves they sing A lullaby A gentle wind A soft reply
[Bridge] The roots are deep The sky is wide A timeless heart where dreams reside It cradles me This ancient land And holds me safe in its hand
[Chorus] Whispering pines They call my name A breath of peace A tender flame The forest speaks It holds the key To dreams that drift eternally
Musikstil
soft, magical atmosphere perfect for relaxation., magical, relaxing, calm, acoustic with flute and nature sounds. gentle flute melodies weave through soft rustling leaves, gentle, light, distant birdsong, and a light breeze. a serene, ambient