Through the Pines

Наталья Звонкова
[Verse]
Through the pines
The wind does hum
A distant voice
It calls
It drums
Footsteps crunch on the forest floor
What’s beyond? What’s behind?
Never sure
Never sure

[Chorus]
Through the pines
Through the pines
Echoes chase
They intertwine
Through the pines
Through the pines
A whisper—yours
Not mine

[Verse 2]
Smoke curls high
The sky turns red
Shadows stretch where the fires fed
A tune drifts low
Old strings groan
Past and future
Flesh and bone
Which is here? Which has flown?

[Prechorus]
Ashes scatter
Whispers shatter

[Chorus]
Through the pines
Through the pines
Echoes chase
They intertwine
Through the pines
Through the pines
A whisper—yours
Not mine

[Bridge]
Hands like branches
Hearts like stone
The earth remembers what we’ve sown
Through the roots
A tale is told
Of love that withers
Love that holds


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