In the stillness of dawn, By the lake where soft winds blow, A figure stands, silent and free, Gazing out over the mist-kissed sea. The mountains rise, wrapped in a veil, Whispers of stories they softly tell. The autumn leaves, in red and gold, Dance with secrets yet untold. The boat drifts on, in quiet grace, A lonely traveler lost in space. The water mirrors the sky's embrace, Holding the world in its tender lace. Here, time pauses, the world is still, Nature’s song, soft and tranquil. A melody flows, serene and true, A peaceful dream, just me and you.
In the stillness of dawn,
By the lake where soft winds blow,
A figure stands, silent and free,
Gazing out over the mist-kissed sea.
The mountains rise, wrapped in a veil,
Whispers of stories they softly tell.
The autumn leaves, in red and gold,
Dance with secrets yet untold.
The boat drifts on, in quiet grace,
A lonely traveler lost in space.
The water mirrors the sky's embrace,
Holding the world in its tender lace.
Here, time pauses, the world is still,
Nature’s song, soft and tranquil.
A melody flows, serene and true,
A peaceful dream, just me and you.