In the quiet of a room, softly it calls, Strings vibrating with tales untold, Each note a whisper of forgotten…
In the quiet of the night, it sings a tune, The guitar whispers under the silver moon. Fingers dance across…
In the quiet of the night, a guitar softly weeps, Strings whisper secrets that the heart deeply keeps. Fingers dance…
In the hush of twilight’s tender glow, The guitar’s whispers softly flow, A serenade to the silent night, Melodies that…