Spa, Антистрессовая мелодия, Расслабляющие Звуки, Исцеляющая Музыка Мастер Winter Pines

The frost clings tight to the needles
Footsteps crunch in the snow
The air bites
Sharp and hollow
Where the north wind likes to go

Winter pines
Winter pines
Whisper secrets
Ancient lines
The forest hums
The world unwinds
I lose myself in winter pines

Branches arch like cathedral spires
Cold hands tucked in my coat
The silence speaks in icy choirs
Each note a word I wrote

Breath turns to clouds
Fading fast
Memories hang where shadows cast

Winter pines
Winter pines
Whisper secrets
Ancient lines
The forest hums
The world unwinds
I lose myself in winter pines

A raven cuts through the frozen air
Feathers black as midnight prayers
The creek
A silver thread
Runs thin
Echoes of where I've been