歌词
(Verse 1)
In the meadows where the shadows fall,
Underneath the moon’s melancholy call.
Two hearts entwined in the fading light,
A love story tinged with sorrow, out of sight.
(Chorus)
On lonely lanes, beneath the weeping skies,
Where love’s a memory that slowly dies.
Fields of wilted dreams and rivers that mourn,
In the country life, our love has been torn.
(Verse 2)
Wandering souls, in paths of regret,
Finding solace in the moments we forget.
Hand in hand, we walk through the pain,
In this country love, where tears fall like rain.
(Chorus)
On lonely lanes, beneath the weeping skies,
Where love’s a memory that slowly dies.
Fields of wilted dreams and rivers that mourn,
In the country life, our love has been torn.
(Bridge)
Underneath the stars, our hopes decay,
In this empty land, where love fades away.
Simple joys turned to ashes, laughter replaced by tears,
In this country love, we’re consumed by fears.
(Chorus)
On lonely lanes, beneath the weeping skies,
Where love’s a memory that slowly dies.
Fields of wilted dreams and rivers that mourn,
In the country life, our love has been torn.
(Outro)
In the silence of nature’s embrace,
In this country love, there’s no saving grace.
(Verse 1)
In the meadows where the shadows fall,
Underneath the moon’s melancholy call.
Two hearts entwined in the fading light,
A love story tinged with sorrow, out of sight.
(Chorus)
On lonely lanes, beneath the weeping skies,
Where love’s a memory that slowly dies.
Fields of wilted dreams and rivers that mourn,
In the country life, our love has been torn.
(Verse 2)
Wandering souls, in paths of regret,
Finding solace in the moments we forget.
Hand in hand, we walk through the pain,
In this country love, where tears fall like rain.
(Chorus)
On lonely lanes, beneath the weeping skies,
Where love’s a memory that slowly dies.
Fields of wilted dreams and rivers that mourn,
In the country life, our love has been torn.
(Bridge)
Underneath the stars, our hopes decay,
In this empty land, where love fades away.
Simple joys turned to ashes, laughter replaced by tears,
In this country love, we’re consumed by fears.
(Chorus)
On lonely lanes, beneath the weeping skies,
Where love’s a memory that slowly dies.
Fields of wilted dreams and rivers that mourn,
In the country life, our love has been torn.
(Outro)
In the silence of nature’s embrace,
In this country love, there’s no saving grace.
