Rucaso Melodies 앨범 : Folk Back to Simple
작사 : Rucaso Melodies
작곡 : Rucaso Melodies
편곡 : Rucaso
Under the whisperin' elm of twilight's mend
We gather close as shadows descend
Old tales echoed 'neath the amber glow
With the first breath of evening's slow
Crisp leaves crunchin' 'neath the wanderer's tread
While stars awaken where the sun has bled
Silent wishes feather in the skies
In the hush of time
No need for disguise
Golden laughter in the cooling air
Hearts entwine
A dream to share
The harmonica sings low and sweet
In the twilight where our souls meet
Memories drift down the river’s line
Pixie lights in the dark pine
Old tunes we hum
And stories we weave
In the stillness
We believe
Nightbirds call from the thicket near
Whispers of love only we can hear
As the last light begins to fade
In the dreams that we've made
Golden laughter in the cooling air
Hearts entwine
A dream to share
The harmonica sings low and sweet
In the twilight where our souls meet
Under the whisperin' elm of twilight's mend
We gather close as shadows descend
Old tales echoed 'neath the amber glow
With the first breath of evening's slow
Crisp leaves crunchin' 'neath the wanderer's tread
While stars awaken where the sun has bled
Silent wishes feather in the skies
In the hush of time
No need for disguise
Golden laughter in the cooling air
Hearts entwine
A dream to share
The harmonica sings low and sweet
In the twilight where our souls meet
Memories drift down the river’s line
Pixie lights in the dark pine
Old tunes we hum
And stories we weave
In the stillness
We believe
Nightbirds call from the thicket near
Whispers of love only we can hear
As the last light begins to fade
In the dreams that we've made
Golden laughter in the cooling air
Hearts entwine
A dream to share
The harmonica sings low and sweet
In the twilight where our souls meet
Under the whisperin' elm of twilight's mend
We gather close as shadows descend
Old tales echoed 'neath the amber glow
With the first breath of evening's slow
Crisp leaves crunchin' 'neath the wanderer's tread
While stars awaken where the sun has bled
Silent wishes feather in the skies
In the hush of time
No need for disguise
Golden laughter in the cooling air
Hearts entwine
A dream to share
The harmonica sings low and sweet
In the twilight where our souls meet
Memories drift down the river’s line
Pixie lights in the dark pine
Old tunes we hum
And stories we weave
In the stillness
We believe
Nightbirds call from the thicket near
Whispers of love only we can hear
As the last light begins to fade
In the dreams that we've made
Golden laughter in the cooling air
Hearts entwine
A dream to share
The harmonica sings low and sweet
In the twilight where our souls meet