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Rose-Window Sunrise 2 by Fuard

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Rose-Window Sunrise 2 by Fuard - Classical Song,Soprano (Lyric) Vocals music cover art

Rose-Window Sunrise 2

Classical Song,Soprano (Lyric) Vocals

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Lyrics
Description
[Intro]
A single ray threads the carved stone, a needle through a seam;
Dust spins like whispered notes beneath the morning's seam.
(Hook motif: "Through the rose-window")
[Verse 1]
Marble keeps the cool of night, footsteps hush and breathe,
A harp's first tremor shapes the air where shadows weave.
Glass petals drink the amber, color spills and wakes,
A violin draws out a line the dawn itself remakes.
[Pre-Chorus]
A bell of cedar hums, the organ folds the sky,
Each phrase a ribbon laid across the nave on high.
[Chorus]
Through the rose-window, morning lifts its song,
Arches catch the hush and hand the sound along.
Every pane becomes a tide of gilded light,
Through the rose-window, our music finds its flight.
[Verse 2]
Cello breathes a warm resolve, like memory in wood,
Footsteps of the past return and stand within the rood.
Harmonic threads embroider faces in the glass,
A chorus of small hands convene the hours that pass.
[Chorus — Variation]
Through the rose-window, dawn will cast its crown,
Arches keep the promise as the shadows bow down.
Every cadence shapes tomorrow's learned delight,
Through the rose-window, song prepares to climb to night.
(Repeat hook: "Through the rose-window")
[Bridge]
Listen: strings will swell like tide against the stone,
A solo violin bends time, then answers with a tone.
(Orchestral cue: modulation up a whole step; 16-bar interlude — solo violin over full strings, harp arpeggio, brass tint on the climactic phrase.)
[Final Chorus — Elevated]
Through the rose-window, morning lifts its song once more,
Arches cast the sunlight, gild the steps we walk before.
Every pane keeps witness, every voice becomes the light,
Through the rose-window, music holds us in its flight.
[Outro]
The last note hangs like stained glass, trembles, then resounds,
A golden echo folded into quiet rounds.
Through the rose-window, memory and music bound —
In hearts the chosen motif lives on and resounds.
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