歌词
(Verse 1)
In a tavern dimly lit, where the fire burns low,
Stories unfold in whispers, as the candles softly glow.
The bard's sweet melodies fill the tranquil air,
As weary travelers find solace, free from worldly care.
(Chorus)
Underneath the starlit sky, in the heart of the night,
We gather 'round the hearth, in the flickering firelight.
With mead and song, we while away the hours,
In this haven of peace, where dreams and magic flower.
(Verse 2)
The air is filled with laughter, and the clinking of the glass,
As tales of ancient heroes and legends come to pass.
The echoes of the past, in every whispered word,
A tapestry of memories, in this sanctuary preserved.
(Verse 3)
By the hearthside's warmth, friendships are found,
In the bonds of camaraderie, our spirits are bound.
With tankards raised high, to the tales of old,
We honor the storytellers, with hearts brave and bold.
(Chorus)
Underneath the starlit sky, in the heart of the night,
We gather 'round the hearth, in the flickering firelight.
With mead and song, we while away the hours,
In this haven of peace, where dreams and magic flower.
(Verse 4)
Through the tavern's door, a weary traveler strides,
With tales of distant lands, where adventure resides.
In the company of strangers, he finds a welcoming sight,
As the bard's tunes soothe his soul, through the night.
(Verse 5)
Underneath the starry canopy, dreams take flight,
As shadows dance to the rhythm of the night.
In this timeless refuge, where the weary find rest,
We embrace the moment, feeling truly blessed.
(Verse 6)
In the quiet hours of the night, as the fire burns low,
We share our hopes and fears, as the embers softly glow.
With hearts full of gratitude, for this moment in time,
We savor the camaraderie, in this tavern sublime.
(Chorus)
Underneath the starlit sky, in the heart of the night,
We gather 'round the hearth, in the flickering firelight.
With mead and song, we while away the hours,
In this haven of peace, where dreams and magic flower.
(Chorus)
Underneath the starlit sky, in the heart of the night,
We gather 'round the hearth, in the flickering firelight.
With mead and song, we while away the hours,
In this haven of peace, where dreams and magic flower.
(finishing)
In a tavern dimly lit, where the fire burns low,
Stories unfold in whispers, as the candles softly glow.
The bard's sweet melodies fill the tranquil air,
As weary travelers find solace, free from worldly care.
[flute solo]
[end]
