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Whispers of the Celtic Glen 2 by Spider

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Whispers of the Celtic Glen 2 by Spider - Celtic Folk,Neutral Vocals music cover art

Whispers of the Celtic Glen 2

Celtic Folk,Neutral Vocals

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Lyrics
Description
(Intro - Instrumental with lilting harp, soaring uilleann pipes, and rhythmic bodhrán, decorated with Celtic ornamentations and modal flourishes)
(Verse 1)
Beneath the ancient oaks where faeries weave their spell,
The river sings a druid’s chant, where mystic shadows dwell.
The fiddle’s cry and bouzouki’s hum entwine in twilight’s grace,
A dance of spirits, old and wise, in this enchanted place.
(Chorus)
Oh, whispers of the Celtic glen, call me through the mist,
With tales of selkies, warriors bold, and lovers’ tryst.
Each note a thread in time’s embrace, a haunting melody,
Where dreams and legends intertwine, forever wild and free.
(Verse 2)
The cittern strikes a gentle chord, as moonlight paints the lea,
Stories told by elders’ breath, of banshees’ mournful plea.
The air is thick with ancient lore, in every stone and tree,
The music weaves a spell of longing, and sets the spirit free.
(Chorus)
Oh, whispers of the Celtic glen, call me through the mist,
With tales of selkies, warriors bold, and lovers’ tryst.
Each note a thread in time’s embrace, a haunting melody,
Where dreams and legends intertwine, forever wild and free.
(Bridge - Instrumental featuring wailing uilleann pipes soaring over a driving bodhrán pulse and fiddle embellishments with traditional Celtic grace notes)
(Verse 3)
Beneath the silver crescent moon, the fire’s glow ignites,
Voices rise in ancient tongue, to greet the starry nights.
A tapestry of Celtic soul, woven strong and grand,
Bound forever by the music of this sacred land.
(Chorus)
Oh, whispers of the Celtic glen, call me through the mist,
With tales of selkies, warriors bold, and lovers’ tryst.
Each note a thread in time’s embrace, a haunting melody,
Where dreams and legends intertwine, forever wild and free.
(Outro - Soft harp and tin whistle fade out, echoing the haunting melody of the glen)