In the quiet of a room, softly it calls, Strings vibrating with tales untold, Each note a whisper of forgotten…
Beneath the veil of the midnight sky, The moon whispers secrets to the night, A silent serenade so high, Bathed…
Beneath the velvet sky, she silently gleams, A guardian of night, weaving endless dreams, Her silver light, a whisper in…
When the night whispers soft serenades, Beneath the moonlight’s gentle embrace, Music flows like a river of dreams, Crafting stories…