122 bpm, progressive house, silk music style, melodic organic house, plucky synths, warm deep bass, airy atmospheric pads, emotional building melody, smooth electronic groove, optimistic, driving yet chill, instrumental
v6
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20.09.2026
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03:52
Текст песни
[Verse 1]
Beneath the oak trees where the sunlight barely reaches
I found a pathway like a ribbon made of moss and fallen leaves
The branches whispered secrets like a choir in a tongue I couldn't speak
A silver voice was calling like a bell between the ancient trees
[Chorus]
In the heart of the magic forest deep
Where the elven fires glow like fallen stars and the dryads sleep
Every rustling leaf is a word untold
In the arms of the woodland, I lose control
In the heart of the magic forest deep
Where the elven fires glow like fallen stars and the dryads sleep
Every rustling leaf is a word untold
In the arms of the woodland, I lose control
[Verse 2]
A firefly came dancing like a lantern in the night
She led me through the shadows where the fairy circles shine like rings of light
The ferns began to tremble as the seasons turned to gold
And every living creature had a story like a river to be told
[Chorus]
In the heart of the magic forest deep
Where the elven fires glow like fallen stars and the dryads sleep
Every rustling leaf is a word untold
In the arms of the woodland, I lose control
In the heart of the magic forest deep
Where the elven fires glow like fallen stars and the dryads sleep
Every rustling leaf is a word untold
In the arms of the woodland, I lose control
[Bridge]
When winter paints the branches white with snow
The silent trees remember everything they know
And when the spring returns with emerald and rain
The voice within the thicket calls my name again
[Chorus]
In the heart of the magic forest deep
Where the elven fires glow like fallen stars and the dryads sleep
Every rustling leaf is a word untold
In the arms of the woodland, I lose control
In the heart of the magic forest deep
Where the elven fires glow like fallen stars and the dryads sleep
Every rustling leaf is a word untold
In the arms of the woodland, I lose control
[Outro]
The fireflies are messengers of old
The forest keeps its secrets, but I hold
A friendship born of wonder, wild and free
The magic forest lives inside of me