Текст песни
Beneath the ancient, gnarled oak, where moonbeams softly gleam
We gather in the twilight's cloak, a sisterhood, a dream
The air grows thick with ancient power, as voices start to rise
A whispered word, a magic hour, reflected in our eyes
Oh, the enchanted harmony, a weaving of our might
It echoes through the forest trees, ablaze with inner light
Feel it deep within your bones, a tremor in your soul
Our song of healing, whispered tones, making spirits whole
The herbs we've gathered, sweet and wild, now burn in earthen bowl
Their fragrant smoke, a gentle child, takes burdens from the soul
Each melody, a silver thread, connects us to the earth
The wisdom of the long since dead, reborn in sacred birth
Oh, the enchanted harmony, a weaving of our might
It echoes through the forest trees, ablaze with inner light
Feel it deep within your bones, a tremor in your soul
Our song of healing, whispered tones, making spirits whole
From misty mountain, shadowed glen, across the starlit sky
Our voices call, again, again, as ages swiftly fly
A tapestry of sound we spin, unbreakable and true
The magic deep that lives within, forever fresh and new
Oh, the enchanted harmony, a weaving of our might
It echoes through the forest trees, ablaze with inner light
Feel it deep within your bones, a tremor in your soul
Our song of healing, whispered tones, making spirits whole
So let the magic flow and mend, with every note we share
A timeless bond that will not end, suspended in the air.