Daughters Of The Wood | Fantasy Folk Music

Описание: Daughters of the Woods is a magical fantasy folk song with energetic tribal drums and Celtic flute, bringing the spirit of the forest to life.

Follow the dryads, beautiful female forest spirits bound to their trees, as they dance through enchanted woods and protect nature’s secrets.

In the mystical realms of Illiora, dryads draw life from their trees, guarding the forest and its inhabitants. Their energy can be playful and joyful, yet vengeful to those who harm the woods. This song celebrates their fierce beauty, the rhythms of the wild, and the vibrant magic of untamed nature.

Let the tribal drums and flute melodies carry you through ancient trees, sparkling streams, and hidden groves, where the daughters of the woods reign ✨🌿

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(Lyrics)
Daughters Of The Wood.

Deep in the heart of the forest so old,
Where sun is a rumour and secrets are told.
The moss clings like velvet, the air is like wine,
We walk by the glow of the pale moonshine.

We rise with the sap, we breathe with the leaf
An emerald shadow beyond all belief...

Ooooaaaaoooh, we are Daughters of the Wood!
Our roots run deeper than man ever stood,
By the sun, by the starlight, by the moss-covered ground,
No axe will be raised where dryad's spirits are bound!

Through glades of the silver-birch, pale in the dark,
We listen for trespass, we heed every mark,
We dance to the rhythm of season and stream,
Living and breathing within the wood's dream.

We rise with the sap, we breathe with the leaf
An emerald shadow beyond all belief...

Ooooaaaaoooh, we are Daughters of the Wood!
Our roots run deeper than man ever stood,
By the sun, by the starlight, by the moss-covered ground,
No axe will be raised where dryad's spirits are bound!

The forest remembers... We watch... We wait... Always.

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