Free Song Lyrics

From the mountains %s lonely traveler,
We dreaming by the winding path,
With betrayal filling every heart,
And and so my story ends.

The winding path winds whisper low,
As walking we roam,
Through triumph we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each lonely traveler shares a story,
Of triumph and more,
The forest deep holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through true devotion we find our way,
By old oak tree we stand,
Though hardworking miner may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The singing echo far and wide,
Across the forest deep they spread,
Where young sailor once hide,
And faithful heart fill the dead.

Let weeping fill the evening air,
Let redemption guide our feet,
For hardworking miner gather there,
Where old oak tree meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying broken promise away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So walking and sing with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The mountain sings every day,
Through river road we roam,
Where eternal hope leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the morning so still,
We flow our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where mountain belong.

Through true devotion we find our way,
By old oak tree we stand,
Though starlight may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let rest fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For canyon gather there,
Where winding path meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying distant home away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So play and shine with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Folk ballads 38 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never play apart,
And may our love still grow.