Moonlight Whispers - A Celtic Journey Through the Veil of Night

Описание: 🌕✨ Step into the mystical world of ancient Celtic lore with 'Moonlight Whispers' - a haunting melody that weaves the secrets of the night into a tapestry of ethereal beauty. 🎶

In this enchanting song, the moonlight whispers secrets only the night can know, guiding lost love and echoing through the sacred forests of Ireland and Scotland. 🏞️🔮

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Lyrics:
Beneath the pale and watchful skies,
A sigh escapes where shadows rise.
The wind hums low, it knows my name,
It stirs the stars, it fans the flame.
Each note, a tear, each tear, a thread,
Binding whispers of the words unsaid.
Moonlight whispers, soft and slow,
Secrets only night can know.
A fragile song the heart defends,
It begins, it bends, it never ends.
Moonlight whispers, oh, they stay,
Guiding love that’ s lost its way.
The river hums in mournful tune,
A silver thread beneath the moon.
It carries dreams too faint, too frail,
Each one a ghost, each one a sail.
Oh, how it aches, the quiet deep,
A lullaby that cannot sleep.
And in the stillness, echoes play,
Of fleeting things that cannot stay.
A harpstring’ s cry, a gentle bend,
Time’ s a circle, not a friend.
Moonlight whispers, soft and slow,
Secrets only night can know.
A fragile song the heart defends,
It begins, it bends, it never ends.
Moonlight whispers, oh, they stay,
Guiding love that’ s lost its way.
So let the whispers drift and roam,
A fleeting touch, a fleeting home.
The night may fade, but not the tune,
Forever lingers the breath of the moon.