따뜻한 멜로디와 부드러운 보컬 정말 좋다 | 편안하고 잔잔한 분위기 7080 추억의 올드 팝송 모음 Old Pop Song Playlist

A soothing playlist of 70s and 80s old pop songs with warm melodies and gentle vocals, evoking nostalgic and peaceful moods.

Key Takeaways

The playlist offers a comforting blend of old pop songs with a mellow, nostalgic vibe.
Lyrics focus on natural and emotional imagery tied to memories and longing.
The music and vocals create a peaceful atmosphere ideal for relaxation.
The collection highlights the timeless appeal of 70s and 80s melodic pop.
Listeners can expect a gentle, immersive experience that evokes reflection and calm.

What the video covers

Features a collection of old pop songs from the 70s and 80s with soft, warm melodies and smooth vocals.
The lyrics and music evoke themes of spring, memories, longing, and nature’s beauty.
The atmosphere throughout is calm, reflective, and comforting, ideal for relaxation.
Songs use poetic imagery such as petals, rain, spring nights, and ghostly silhouettes to convey emotion.
The playlist is designed to bring listeners back to nostalgic moments and gentle emotions.
Musical arrangements emphasize a mellow, acoustic style with subtle instrumentation.
The recurring motifs include seasons changing, lost love, and the passage of time.
The video is suitable for background listening during quiet moments or meditation.
The vocal delivery is soft and expressive, enhancing the soothing effect.
Overall, the playlist creates a serene and timeless listening experience.

Chapters

What kind of music is featured in this playlist?

The playlist features old pop songs from the 1970s and 1980s characterized by warm melodies, soft vocals, and a calm, nostalgic atmosphere.

What themes are explored in the lyrics of the songs?

The lyrics explore themes of spring, memories, longing, nature, lost love, and the passage of time, often using poetic and natural imagery.

Is this playlist suitable for relaxation or background listening?

Yes, the gentle melodies and soothing vocals create a peaceful atmosphere, making it ideal for relaxation, meditation, or quiet background listening.

Full Transcript — Download SRT & Markdown

Speaker A

The wind [music and singing] is a traveler with nowhere to go. It's stirring the blossoms that fell like the snow. [music] I'm standing right [singing] here in the [music] center of spring and wondering [music] what all these memories [singing] bring.

Speaker A

Oh, a compass made [music and singing] of petals on the floor is pointing me back [music] to your [singing] open door.

Speaker A

The [music] north is a memory. The south is a dream. And I am a leaf in [music] a mid-April stream.

Speaker A

Story that's flowing. [singing] Or so it would seem in a [music and singing] light that is hazy and golden and gleam.

Speaker A

[music] [music] The [music] sun is a circle of ancient and [singing] old. I'm trying [music] to find all the stories you told.

Speaker A

The [music] map is a garden. It's blooming in blue and every [music and singing] direction leads back to you.

Speaker A

Oh, a compass made [music and singing] of petals on the floor [music] is pointing [singing] me back to your open door. [music] The north [singing] is a memory.

Speaker A

The south [music] is a tree and I [singing] am a leaf [music] in a mid-April stream. [music] Which way does the [music] wind blow?

Speaker A

More than I [music] will ever know. [music] [music] The [music] sky is writing letters on the glass.

Speaker A

I [music] watch the silver liquid shadows pass. [music] The earth is [singing] drinking in the silent word.

Speaker A

The softest [music] poetry I've ever heard. Holy [singing] of [music] April rain upon the leaf [music] is tracing [singing] all the outlines of my grief.

Speaker A

[music] The garden's blooming in a [singing] hazy [music] gray. While I am searching for [singing] a yesterday, the story that [music and singing] the clouds have tucked away in [music] the quiet ending of a long, long [music and singing] day.

Speaker A

I find your name within the [music] puddles' light. A shimmering ghost before [singing] the edge of [music] night.

Speaker A

The rain has washed [singing] the dusty road to green [music] to all the [singing] beauty that we might have been.

Speaker A

[singing] Ink of [music] April rain upon the leaf is tracing [music] all the outlines [singing] of my grief.

Speaker A

The garden's blooming in a [music] hazy gray while I am [music] searching for a yesterday. [music] Reading [music and singing] the rain.

Speaker A

[music] Feeling the pain. [music] The moon [music] is a pillar of silver [singing] and white [music] supporting the roof of a [singing] warm April night.

Speaker A

The walls [music] are the cedars. The floor is the moss. A sanctuary [singing] built from a [music] lifetime of loss.

Speaker A

Oh, the [singing] architecture of a [music] spring night so deep is holding the secrets [singing] that I cannot keep.

Speaker A

I'm [music] building [singing] a room for the ghost of your face within the high arches [singing and music] of this holy place.

Speaker A

A temple of [singing] longing and a temple of grace. A silent [music and singing] and sacred and beautiful [music] space.

Speaker A

The [music] windows are [singing] open to the stars and the sea. [music] I'm [singing] letting the starlight wash over me.

Speaker A

The foundations [music] are steady. Spirit is [singing] new [music] and everything I build is centered [singing] on you.

Speaker A

Oh, the architecture [music] of a spring night so deep is [music] holding [singing] the secrets that I cannot keep.

Speaker A

I'm building a room for the ghost of your face. [music] Within the [singing] high arches of this holy place. [music] Building a home in the [singing] dark.

Speaker A

Finding [music] a light and a spark. [music] [music] The lace is [music] dancing in the [singing] open frame.

Speaker A

I hear the [music] wind is calling out your name. The sunlight [music] filters through the [singing] intricate weave, a pattern of [music] the love we couldn't [singing] leave.

Speaker A

Oh [music] a lacy curtain in the month of May is keeping all [music and singing] the shadows far away.

Speaker A

I see your silhouette within the [music] white, a gentle [music and singing] memory in the morning light.

Speaker A

A soul that's found a way [music] to take its flight. [music] I find a photograph inside [music and singing] the drawer.

Speaker A

A version of us that we aren't anymore. [music] The world is [singing] turning vibrant, lush and green [music] to all the [singing] beauty that we might have [music] been.

Speaker A

Oh [singing] lacy curtain in the month of [music] May is keeping all [singing] the shadows far away. [music] I see [singing] your silhouette within [music] the [singing] white.

Speaker A

A gentle [singing] memory [music] in the morning light fluttering [music] so softly. [music] Where did you go exactly?

Speaker A

[music] [music] [music] The [music] park is filled with sunlight and with birds. I'm searching [music] for the right and simple words.

Speaker A

The green is [singing] coming back to every tree, but you are [music] still a world [singing] away from me.

Speaker A

[music] Oh, [singing] the empty bench beneath [music] the flowering pear. I see your [singing] silhouette and feel [music and singing] you there.

Speaker A

The sun is [singing] warm but I am feeling [music] cold. Holding on to stories we never told.

Speaker A

A heavy [music and singing] heart in a field of gold. A story [music] that [singing] is ancient and is old.

Speaker A

I watch [music] the children running in the grass and count the [music] silent moments [singing] as they pass.

Speaker A

The world [singing] is [music] moving on its merry way while I am stuck [music] in a different [singing] yesterday.

Speaker A

Oh, [music] the empty bench beneath the flowering [music] pear. [singing] I see your [music] silhouette [singing] and [music] feel you there.

Speaker A

[singing] The sun is warm but I am feeling cold. [music] Holding [singing] on to stories we never [music] told.

Speaker A

Sitting on [singing] the empty [music] bench in the springtime. Sweet drench. [music] [music] [music] The petals [music] are gone, but the scent is still there.

Speaker A

A phantom [music] of sweetness within the cold air. I reach for [music] a branch that is empty [singing] and brown and wait for the silence to settle [music] me down.

Speaker A

Oh, [singing] the ghost of a [music] cherry blossom in May is haunting [music and singing] the corners of every new day.

Speaker A

A pale invitation [singing and music] to visit the past. To a love that was [music and singing] fragile and never could last.

Speaker A

[music] A silver reflection that's [music] fading so fast like a shadow that the [music and singing] morning sun has cast.

Speaker A

The green [music] is so heavy it's hiding the sky. I'm [music] watching the white [singing] clouds go wandering by.

Speaker A

[music] I'm learning to [singing] live with the [music] empty and new while everything green [music] points me back to you.

Speaker A

Oh, [music and singing] the ghost of a cherry blossom in May is haunting the corners [singing] of every new [music] day.

Speaker A

A pale invitation [music] to visit the past. To a love that was fragile and never [music] could last.

Speaker A

Just [music] a whisper in the leaves. For the heart [music] that still believes. [music] [music] The winter's [music] grip [singing] is loosening on the land.

Speaker A

I feel the [singing] silver water on my hand. The ice [music] is breaking into crystal shards like all [music and singing] the fragments of our old postcards.

Speaker A

Oh map of thawing rivers [music and singing] in the sun showing me where all [singing] our currents run.

Speaker A

The spring is [music and singing] carving out a brand new way beyond [music and singing] the shadow of a yesterday.

Speaker A

A [music] promise [singing] that is here to stay in the [music] golden rhythm of a longer day.

Speaker A

[music] I watch the ripples catching all the light. A shimmering ghost [music] before [singing] the edge of night.

Speaker A

Valleys [music] awaking [singing] in a deep deep green to [music and singing] all the beauty that we might have been.

Speaker A

[music] For a map [singing] of thawing rivers in the sun, showing [singing] me where all our currents run. [music] Spring is carving out a brand [music] new way beyond the shadow [singing] of a yesterday. [music] [music] Flowing to the sea

Speaker A

where [singing and music] you used to be. [music] The mailbox [music] is [singing] a faded shade of blue.

Speaker A

I'm waiting for a word that's [music] overdue. The hinges creak within the morning [music] gale.

Speaker A

I'm searching for a [sing]

Speaker A

I'm carrying [singing] a heavy silent load. The spring [music] is [singing] blooming in the meadow grass.

Speaker A

I watch the [singing] empty moments as they pass. Love that's written [music] in a shattered glass.

Speaker A

I remember how [singing] you used [music] to write my name before. [music] The [singing] world was never quite the same.

Speaker A

The [music] ink is dry, the papers turning [singing] brown. While all the [music] cherry blossoms [singing] tumble down.

Speaker A

Oh, [music] a painted mailbox on a dusty road. I'm carrying [music and singing] a heavy silent load.

Speaker A

The spring is blooming [music and singing] in the meadow grass. I watch the empty moments [singing] as they pass.

Speaker A

Checking [music] for a letter. [music] Hoping things get better. [music] [music] The wind is weaving Through the cherry bow, I'm making [music] good on a forgotten [singing] vow.

Speaker A

The pink is [music] falling like a silent snow upon [music] the path where we once used to go.

Speaker A

Oh, the fragile thread of petals [music] on the [singing] ground. Love that's lost and never [music] to [singing] be found.

Speaker A

The spring is singing in the cedar trees of all our [music] laughter and our tragedies.

Speaker A

A peace that's brought [music] me to my weery [singing] knees. A quiet [music] soul that's found a new release.

Speaker A

[music] I find a petal caught within my hair. [music] A little souvenir [singing] [music] of being there.

Speaker A

The earth [singing] is breathing fresh and bright and new. And [music] everything I see leads [singing] back to you.

Speaker A

Oh, the [music] fragile thread of petals on the ground. Love [music] that's lost and [singing] never to be found. On the spring is singing in the cedar [singing] trees [music] of all our laughter [music] and our traies. [singing]

Speaker A

[music] Following [singing] the thread where the light will spread. [music] [music] [music] The shadows [music] stretch like fingers on [singing] the wall.

Speaker A

I hear the distant lonely [music] [singing] robins call. The day is [music] folding into shades of gold.

Speaker A

A story [music and singing] that has never quite been told. Oh, [music] echoes in the amber [singing] glow of spring.

Speaker A

The bitter [music and singing] sweet of every song we sing. I see [singing and music] your silhouette within the light.

Speaker A

A gentle [music] promise in the fading sight. A soul [music] that's found its way beyond [singing] the night.

Speaker A

Guided [music] by a pale and holy light. The hills are [music] painted in a hazy dream.

Speaker A

where nothing [music] is exactly [singing] what it seems. I reach [music] my hand to touch the cooling air and find [music] the ghost of you is standing there. Oh, echoes [music] in the amber glow of spring.

Speaker A

[music] The bittersweet [singing] of every song we sing. I see [singing] your silhouette [music] within the light.

Speaker A

A [music] gentle [singing] promise in the fading side. [music] Lingering [music] in the gold.

Speaker A

Stories [music and singing] yet to be told. [music] [music] The silver [music and singing] willow weeps beside the stream like waking [music] slowly [singing] from a golden dream.

Speaker A

I see [music] the petals [singing] dancing on the breeze [music] and hear your laughter [singing] through the budding trees.

Speaker A

Oh, whispers [music and singing] of the willow in the spring. The bitter [music] sweet [singing] of every song we sing.

Speaker A

The morning [music] light is soft upon my face, but I am [music] searching for your [singing] warm embrace.

Speaker A

[music] Missing you in every breath of May. [music] Watching all [singing] the shadows drift [music] away.

Speaker A

The garden path [music] is lined with shades [singing] of blue. The quiet path I used to [music and singing] walk with you.

Speaker A

The scent of lilac lingers in the [singing] air as if [music] I'd find you waiting for me there.

Speaker A

Oh, [music] whispers of the willow in the spring. [music] The bitter sweet [singing] of every song we sing.

Speaker A

[music] The morning light is soft upon my face, but I [music] am searching for your [singing] warm embrace.

Speaker A

[music] In the whispers [singing] of the willow, [music] where the [singing] gentle waters flow. [music] [music] [music] The orchard wears a veil [singing] of snowy white, a fragile [music] beauty in the morning light.

Speaker A

I [music] walk beneath the heavy scented [singing] boughs and feel the weight of [singing] all our [music] silent vows.

Speaker A

Oh, the lace [music and singing] of that pool blossoms on the breeze is whispering [music] [singing] your name among the trees.

Speaker A

A delicate [music] pattern that the spring has spun before [music] the fading of the April sun.

Speaker A

A memory [music] that's only just beun. [singing] [music] Like a story that will never be undone.

Speaker A

[music] I find a petal in my open palm. [music] A little grace within the morning [music] calm.

Speaker A

The world is breathing fresh and bright and new. [music] But every path I take leads back to you.

Speaker A

Oh, the [music and singing] lace of apple blossoms on the breeze [music] is [singing] whispering your name among the trees.

Speaker A

A delicate pattern that the [music] spring has spun before the fading [singing] of the April [music] sun.

Speaker A

Woven [music] in the white through the [music] day and night. [music] [music] The wind is [singing] a traveler [music] with nowhere to go.

Speaker A

It's stirring [music] the blossoms that fell [singing] like the snow. [music] I'm standing right here in the center [singing] of spring and wondering [singing] what all these [music] memories bring.

Speaker A

Oh, a [music] compass made of petals on the floor is pointing [music] me [singing] back to your open door.

Speaker A

The north [music and singing] is a memory. The south is a dream. And I am [music and singing] a leaf in a midappril stream.

Speaker A

Story that's [music and singing] flowing. Or so it would seem in a light [singing] that is hazy [music] and golden and gleam.

Speaker A

The [music] sun is a circle of ancient and old. [singing] [music] I'm trying to find all the stories you told.

Speaker A

The map is a [music and singing] garden. It's blooming in blue and every [music and singing] direction leads back to you.

Speaker A

[music] Oh, a [singing] compass made of pedals on the floor is [singing] pointing [music] me back to your open door.

Speaker A

The [music] north [singing] is a memory. The south is a tree [music] and I [singing] am a leaf in a midappril stream. [music] Which way [singing] does [music] the wind blow?

Speaker A

More than I will [music] ever know. The sky [music] is writing letter on the glass.

Speaker A

I watch [music] the silver [singing] liquid shadows pass. [music] The earth is drinking [singing] in the silent [music] word.

Speaker A

The softest poetry I've ever heard. Oh [singing] pour rain upon the leaf [music] is tracing [singing] all the outlines of my grief.

Speaker A

The [music] garden's [singing] blooming in a hazy grave. While I am searching [music] for [singing] a yesterday, the story [music] that the clouds [singing] have tucked away [music] in the quiet ending [music] of a long, long [singing] day.

Speaker A

[music] I find your name within the puddles light. [music] A shimmering ghost before [singing] the edge of night.

Speaker A

The rain has [music] washed the dusty road to green to all [music] the beauty [singing] that we might have been.

Speaker A

[music] ink of April rain [singing] upon the leaf is tracing all [music] the outlines of my grief.

Speaker A

The gardens blooming [music] in a hazy grave. While I am [music] searching for a yesterday, reading [music] the rain, [music] feeling the pain.

Speaker A

The [music] moon is a pillar of silver [singing] and white supporting [music] the roof of a Warm [singing] April night.

Speaker A

The walls [music] are the cedars. The floor is the moss. A sanctuary built from a [music and singing] lifetime of loss.

Speaker A

Oh, the architecture [music] of a [singing] spring night so deep is holding the secrets that I [singing] cannot keep.

Speaker A

I'm building a room for the [music] ghost of your face within the high [singing] arches [music] of this holy place.

Speaker A

A temple of [singing] longing [music] and a temple of grace. A silent and sacred [singing] [music] and beautiful space.

Speaker A

Peace. [music] The [music] windows [singing] are open to the stars and the sea. [music] I'm letting the starlight [singing] wash over me. [music] The foundations are steady.

Speaker A

The spirit is new and everything [music] I [singing] build is centered on you. Oh, the [singing] architecture [music] of a spring night so deep is [music] holding [singing] the secrets that I cannot keep.

Speaker A

I'm building [music and singing] a room for the ghost of your face. Within the [singing] high arches [music] of this holy place.

Speaker A

[music] Building a home in the dark. [music] Finding a light and a spark. [music] The lace is dancing in [singing and music] the open frame.

Speaker A

I hear the wind [music] is calling out your name. The sunlight [music] filters [singing] through the intricate weave, a pattern of the love [singing] we couldn't leave.

Speaker A

Oh, a [music and singing] lacy curtain in the month of May is keeping [music] all the shadows far away.

Speaker A

I see [music and singing] your silhouette within the white. [music] A gentle [singing] memory in the morning light. [music] A [music] soul that's found a way to take [music] its flight.

Speaker A

[music] I find a [music] photograph inside the drawer. A version [music and singing] of us that we aren't anymore.

Speaker A

The [music] world is turning vibrant, [singing] lush and green to all [music] the beauty that [singing] we might have been.

Speaker A

Oh, lacy [music] curtain in the month of May is [music] keeping all the shadows [singing] far away.

Speaker A

I [music] see your silhouette within the white. A gentle [singing] memory [music] in the morning light fluttering [music] so softly.

Speaker A

Where [music] did you go exactly? [music] The park is [music and singing] filled with sunlight and with birds.

Speaker A

I'm searching for [music] the right and simple words. The green [music] is coming back to every tree, but you are [music] still a world away from [singing] me.

Speaker A

Oh, the empty bench beneath the flowering [music and singing] pear. I see your silhouette and [music] feel [singing] you there.

Speaker A

The sun is warm but I am [singing] feeling [music] cold. Holding on to stories [music] we never told.

Speaker A

A heavy heart [music and singing] in a field of gold. A story [music and singing] that is ancient and is old.

Speaker A

I watch [music] the children running in the grass and count the silent moment as [singing] they pass.

Speaker A

The world is moving on [singing] it merry way while I am [music] stuck in a different [singing] yesterday.

Speaker A

Oh, the empty [music and singing] bench beneath the flowering pear. I see your [music] silhouette and feel you there.

Speaker A

[singing] The sun is warm but I am [music and singing] feeling cold. Holding on to stories we [music] never told.

Speaker A

Sitting on the empty bench [music] in the springtime sweet [music] drench. [music] The petals are [singing] gone, [music] but the scent is still there.

Speaker A

A [music] phantom of sweetness within the cold air. I reach for [music] a branch that is empty and [singing] brown and wait for [music] the silence to settle me [singing] down.

Speaker A

For [music] the ghost of a cherry blossom in May is haunting the [music] corners [singing] of every new day.

Speaker A

[music] A pale invitation to visit the past. To a love [music and singing] that was fragile and [music] never could last.

Speaker A

A [music] silver reflection that's fading so fast like a shadow [music] that the morning [singing] sun has cast.

Speaker A

[music] The green is so heavy it's hiding [music] the sky. I'm watching the white [singing] clouds go wondering by.

Speaker A

[music] I'm learning to live [singing] with the empty [music] and new while everything green points me back to you. [music] Oh, the ghost of a cherry blossom [singing] in May [music] is haunting the corners [singing] of every new day.

Speaker A

[music] A pale [singing] invitation to visit the past. To [music] a love that was fragile and never could last.

Speaker A

[music] Just a whisper in the leaves. For the heart that [music] still believes [music] [music] The winter's [music and singing] grip is loosening on the land.

Speaker A

I feel the [singing] silver water on my [music] hand. The ice is breaking into crystal shards like [music] all the [singing] fragments of our old postcards.

Speaker A

Oh map of throwing rivers in the sun [music] showing me where all [singing] our currents run.

Speaker A

The spring is [music and singing] carving out a brand new way beyond [music and singing] the shadow of a yesterday.

Speaker A

[music] A promise that is [singing] here to stay in the golden rhythm [music] of a longer day.

Speaker A

[music] I watch the ripples catching all the [singing] light. A shimmering ghost [music] before [singing] the edge of night.

Speaker A

valleys [music] awaking in [singing] a deep deep green to all [singing and music] the beauty that we might have been.

Speaker A

For a map of flowing rivers [music] in the sun, showing me where all [singing] our currents run.

Speaker A

Spring is [music and singing] carving out a brand new way beyond the shadow [singing] of a yesterday. [music] Flowing [music] to the sea where [singing and music] you used to be.

Speaker A

[music] The mailbox is [music] a faded shade of blue. I'm waiting [music] for a [singing] word that's overdue.

Speaker A

The hinges [music] creek within the morning gale. I'm searching [music] for a [singing] ghost within the mail.

Speaker A

[music] Oh, a painted mailbox [singing] on a dusty road. [music] I'm carrying [singing] a heavy silent load.

Speaker A

[music] The spring is blooming [singing] in the meadow [music] grass. I watch the empty [singing] moments as they pass.

Speaker A

Love [music] that's written in a shattered glass. I [music] remember [singing] how you used to write my name before. [music] The [singing] world was never quite the same.

Speaker A

[music] The ink is dry, [singing] the papers turning brown, [music] while all the cherry blossoms [singing] tumble down.

Speaker A

Oh, a [music] painted [singing] mailbox on a dusty road. I'm carrying [music and singing] a heavy silent load.

Speaker A

The [music] spring is blooming [singing] in the meadow grass. I watch the [music] empty [singing] moments as they pass.

Speaker A

[music] Checking for [singing] a letter. [music] Hoping things get better. [music] [music] [music] [music] The wind is weaving [singing] through the cherry. bow.

Speaker A

I'm making [music] good on a forgotten [singing] vow. The pink is [music] falling like a silent snow upon [music] the path where we once used to [singing] go.

Speaker A

[music] Oh, the fragile thread of petals on the ground. Love that's lost and [music and singing] never to be found.

Speaker A

The spring is singing in the cedar [music and singing] trees of all our laughter and our tragedies. [music] A peace that's brought me to my wey [singing] knees.

Speaker A

[music] A quiet soul that's found a new release. [music] [music] I find a petal caught within my hair.

Speaker A

A little [music] souvenir [singing] of being there. [music] The earth is [singing] breathing fresh and bright and new.

Speaker A

And everything [music] I see leads back to you. Oh, [music] the fragile [singing] thread of petals on the ground.

Speaker A

Love [singing] that's lost [music] and never to be found. On the spring [singing] is singing in the cedar trees [music] of all our laughter and our [music] traies.

Speaker A

Following the thread [music] where [music] the light will spread. [music] The [music] shadows stretch like fingers on the wall. [singing] I hear the distant [music] lonely [singing] robins call.

Speaker A

The day is folding [music and singing] into shades of gold. A [music] story that has never quite been told. [singing] Oh, [music] echoes in the amber glow of spring.

Speaker A

The bitter sweet [music and singing] of every song we sing. I see your silhouette [music] within the light.

Speaker A

A gentle [music] promise in the fading sight. A soul that's found [music] its way beyond [singing] the night.

Speaker A

Guided by a pale and holy light. [singing] [music] The hills [singing] are painted in a hazy dream.

Speaker A

where nothing [music] is exactly [singing] what it seems. I reach my hand to touch [music] the cooling air and find [music] the ghost of you is standing [singing] there. Oh, [music] echoes in the amber glow of spring.

Speaker A

the bittersweet [music and singing] of every song we sing. I see your silhouette [music] within [singing] the light.

Speaker A

A gentle promise in the fading [music] side. Lingering [music] in the gold. Stories [music] [singing] yet to be told.

Speaker A

[music] The silver willow weeps beside the stream [music] like waking slowly. [singing] from a golden dream. [music] I see the petals dancing [singing] on the breeze and hear your laughter through [music] the budding trees.

Speaker A

Oh, whispers of [music and singing] the willow in the spring. The bitter [music and singing] sweet of every song we sing.

Speaker A

The [music] morning light is soft upon my face, but I am searching [music] for your [singing] warm embrace. [music] Missing you in [music] every breath of May.

Speaker A

Watching [music] all [singing] the shadows drift away. [music] The garden [music] path is lined [singing] with shades of blue.

Speaker A

[music] The quiet path I [singing] used to walk with you. The scent [music] of lilac lingers in [singing] the air as if I'd [music] find you waiting for me there.

Speaker A

Oh, whispers [music and singing] of the willow in the spring. The bitter sweet [music] of [singing] every song we sing.

Speaker A

The morning [music] light is soft upon my face, but I am [music] searching for your warm [singing] embrace. [music] [music] In the [singing] whispers of the willow, where the [music and singing] gentle waters flow.

Speaker A

The orchard [music] wears [singing] a veil of snowy white, a fragile beauty [singing] in the morning [music] light.

Speaker A

I walk beneath the [singing] heavy scented boughs [music] and feel the weight of all [singing] our silent vows.

Speaker A

Oh, [music] the lace [singing] of that pool blossoms on the breeze is whispering your name [music] among the trees.

Speaker A

A delicate pattern [music] that the spring has spun before the fading of the April [music] sun.

Speaker A

A memory that's only just beun. [music] Like a story that [singing] will never be undone.

Speaker A

I find [music] a petal in my open palm. A little grace [music and singing] within the morning calm.

Speaker A

[music] The world is breathing fresh and bright and new. But [music] every path I take leads back to you.

Speaker A

Oh, the lace [music and singing] of apple blossoms on the breeze is whispering [music and singing] your name among the trees.

Speaker A

A delicate [music] pattern that the spring has spun before the fading [singing] of the April [music] sun.

Speaker A

Woven in the white [music] through the day and night. The wind is a [singing] traveler with nowhere to go.

Speaker A

It's stirring [music and singing] the blossoms that fell like the snow. [music] I'm standing right here in the center of spring [music] and wondering what all [singing] these memories bring. [music] Oh, a compass made of petals on [singing] the floor

Speaker A

is [music] pointing me back to your [singing] open [music] door. The north is a memory. [singing] The south [music] is a dream.

Speaker A

And I [singing] am a leaf in a [music] midappril stream. Story [singing] that's flowing.

Speaker A

Or [music] so it would seem in a light that is hazy and [music] golden and gleam.

Speaker A

[music] The sun [music] is a circle of ancient and old. [singing] I'm trying to [music] find all the stories [singing] you told.

Speaker A

[music] The map is a garden. It's blooming in blue and every [music] direction leads back to you.

Speaker A

Oh, a [music] compass made of [singing] pedals on the floor is [singing and music] pointing me back to your open [music] door.

Speaker A

The north [singing] is a memory. The south [music] is a tree and I [singing] am a leaf [music] in a midappril stream.

Speaker A

[music] Which way [singing] does the wind blow? More than I will ever know. [music] The sky [music] is writing letter on the glass.

Speaker A

I watch [music] the silver liquid [singing] shadows pass. [music] The earth is drinking [singing] in the silent word.

Speaker A

The softest [music] poetry I've ever heard. Oh [singing] April rain upon the leaf [music] is tracing [singing] all the outlines of my grief.

Speaker A

[music] The garden's blooming in a [singing] hazy [music] gray. While I am searching for a yesterday, [music] the story that the clouds [singing] have [music] tucked away in the quiet ending of a long, long day.

Speaker A

[music] I find your name within [music] the puddles light. A shimmering [music] ghost before [singing] the edge of night.

Speaker A

The rain has [music] washed the dusty road to green to all [music and singing] the beauty that we might have been.

Speaker A

Oh, ink of April rain [music and singing] upon the leaf is tracing all the [music and singing] outlines of my grief.

Speaker A

The garden's blooming in a hazy [music] gray while I [music] am searching for a yesterday.

Speaker A

[music] Reading the rain. [music] Feeling the [music] pain. [music] The moon is a pillar of silver and [singing] white supporting [music] the roof of a warm [singing] April night.

Speaker A

The walls are [music] the cedars. The floor is the moss. A sanctuary [music] built from a lifetime of [singing] loss.

Speaker A

Oh, [music] the architecture of a spring night so deep is holding [music and singing] the secrets that I cannot keep.

Speaker A

I'm building a room [music] for the [singing] ghost of your face within the high arches [music] of this holy [singing] place.

Speaker A

A temple of longing and a temple [music and singing] of grace. A silent and sacred [singing] and beautiful space. [music] [music] The windows are open to the [singing] stars and the sea.

Speaker A

I'm letting [music] the starlight [singing] wash over me. The foundations are steady. [music] The spirit is new and everything [music] I build is centered on you.

Speaker A

Oh, the architecture of a [music] spring night [singing] so deep is holding the secrets [music] that I [singing] cannot keep.

Speaker A

I'm [music] building a room for the ghost of [singing] your face. Within [music] the high arches of this holy [music] place.

Speaker A

Building [music] a home in [singing] the dark. [music] Finding a light and a spark.

Speaker A

[music] The lace [music] is dancing in the open frame. I hear the wind [singing] is calling [music] out your name.

Speaker A

The sunlight filters through the intricate [singing and music] weave, a pattern of the love we couldn't believe.

Speaker A

Oh, a [music and singing] lacy curtain in the month of May is keeping [music and singing] all the shadows far away.

Speaker A

I see your [music] silhouette [singing] within the white, [music] a gentle memory [music and singing] in the morning light.

Speaker A

A soul that's [music] found a way to take it flight. [music] I find a photograph inside the drawer.

Speaker A

A [music] version of us that we aren't anymore. The world is turning [music] vibrant, lush and green to all the [music and singing] beauty that we might have been.

Speaker A

Oh, lacy curt in [music] the month of May is keeping [singing] all the shadows [music] far away.

Speaker A

I see your [music and singing] silhouette within the white. A [music] gentle [singing] memory in the morning light, fluttering [music] so softly.

Speaker A

Where [music] did you go exactly? [music] [music] [music] The park is filled with sunlight [music] and with birds.

Speaker A

I'm searching for the [music] right and simple words. The green [music] is coming back to every [singing] tree, but you are still [music] a world away from me.

Speaker A

[music] Oh, [singing] the empty bench beneath the flowering [music] pear. I see [music and singing] your silhouette and feel [singing] you there. [music] The sun is warm [singing] but I am feeling [music] cold.

Speaker A

Holding on to stories [music] we never [singing] told. A heavy heart in a field [music] of gold.

Speaker A

A story that is [singing] ancient and is [music] old. I watch the [music] children running in the grass [music] and count the silent [singing] moment as they pass.

Speaker A

The world is moving [singing] on it [music] merry way while I am stuck [music] in a different [singing] yesterday.

Speaker A

[music] Oh, the empty bench beneath the flowering [singing] pear. I see [music] your silhouette [singing] and feel you there.

Speaker A

[music] [singing] The sun is warm but I am feeling [music] cold. Holding on to stories we never told. [music] [singing] Sitting on the empty bench [music] in the springtime sweet drench.

Speaker A

[music] [music] The petals are gone, but the scent [music] is still there. A phantom of sweetness within the cold [music] air. [singing] I reach for a branch that is [singing] empty and brown [music] and wait for the silence

Speaker A

to settle me [singing] down. For the [music] ghost of a cherry blossom in May is haunting [music] [singing] the corners of every new day.

Speaker A

A pale invitation [music] to visit the past. To a love that was fragile [music] and never could [singing] last.

Speaker A

A [music] silver reflection that's fading so fast [music] like a shadow that the morning [singing] [music] sun has cast.

Speaker A

The [music] green is so heavy it's hiding the sky. [music] I'm watching the [singing] white clouds go wondering by.

Speaker A

I'm learning to live [singing and music] with the empty and new while everything [music] green points me back to you.

Speaker A

Oh, the ghost [music] of a cherry blossom in May is haunting the [music and singing] corners of every new day.

Speaker A

A pale invitation to [music] visit the past. To a love that was fragile [singing] and never could last.

Speaker A

Just a whisper in [music] the leaves. For [music] the heart that still believes [music] [music] The [music] winter's grip is loosening [singing] on the land.

Speaker A

I feel [music] the [singing] silver water on my hand. The [music] ice is breaking into crystal [singing] shards like [music] all the fragments of our old postcards.

Speaker A

Oh map [music] of throwing [singing] rivers in the sun showing me where all our [singing] currents run.

Speaker A

[music] Spring is [singing] carving out a brand new way beyond the [music and singing] shadow of a yesterday.

Speaker A

A promise that is here [music] to stay in the golden rhythm of a longer day.

Speaker A

[music] I watch the ripples catching all [singing] the light. A shimmering [music] ghost before the [singing] edge of night.

Speaker A

[music] valleys [singing] awaking in a deep deep green to all the beauty that [singing] we [music] might have been.

Speaker A

For a map of throwing rivers in the sun, showing me where all our currents run.

Speaker A

[music] Spring is [singing] carving out a brand new [music] way beyond [singing] the shadow of a yesterday. [music] Flowing [music] to the sea where you used to be.

Speaker A

[music] [music] The mailbox is a faded shade of blue. I'm waiting for a [singing] word that's overdue.

Speaker A

The hinges [music] creek within the morning gale. I'm searching [music] for a ghost within the [singing] mail.

Speaker A

Oh, a painted [music] mailbox on a dusty road. I'm carrying [music and singing] a heavy silent load.

Speaker A

The spring [music] is blooming [singing] in the meadow grass. I watch the empty moments [singing and music] as they pass.

Speaker A

Love that's [music] written in a shattered glass. [music] I remember how you used to write my name [music] before. The world [singing] was never quite the same.

Speaker A

The ink [music and singing] is dry, the papers turning brown, [music] while all the [singing] cherry blossoms tumble down.

Speaker A

Oh, a painted mailbox on a dusty [music and singing] road. I'm carrying a [singing] heavy silent [music] load.

Speaker A

The spring is blooming [singing] in the meadow grass. I watch the [music] empty [singing] moments as they pass.

Speaker A

Checking [music] for [singing] a letter. Hoping [music] things get better. [music] [music] [music] The wind is weaving through the cherry. bow.

Speaker A

I'm [music] making good [singing] on a forgotten vow. The pink [music] is falling like a silent snow upon the [music] path where we once used to go.

Speaker A

Oh, the fragile [music] thread of petals on the ground. Love that's lost and [music and singing] never to be found.

Speaker A

The spring is singing in the cedar trees [music and singing] of all our laughter and our tragedies. [music and singing] A peace that's [music] brought me to my wey [singing] knees.

Speaker A

A quiet [music] soul that's found a new release. [music] I find a petal caught within my hair.

Speaker A

A little souvenir [singing] of being [music] there. The earth is [singing] breathing fresh [music] and bright and new.

Speaker A

And everything I see leads [music] back to you. Oh, the fragile thread of [music] petals on the ground.

Speaker A

The love that's [music and singing] lost and never to be found. The spring is singing [singing] in the cedar trees [music] of all our [singing] laughter [music] and our traies.

Speaker A

Following [singing] the thread [music] where the light will spread. [music] The shadows [music] stretch like fingers on the wall. [singing] I [music] hear the distant lonely robins call.

Speaker A

The day [music] is folding [singing] into shades of gold. A [music] story that has never [singing] quite been told. Oh, [music] echoes in the amber glow of spring.

Speaker A

The bitter sweet of [music and singing] every song we sing. I [music and singing] see your silhouette within the light.

Speaker A

A gentle [music] promise in the fading [singing] sight. A [music] soul that's found its way beyond [singing] the night.

Speaker A

[music] Guided by a pale and holy light. [singing] The hills [music and singing] are painted in a hazy dream.

Speaker A

where [music] nothing is [singing] exactly what it seems. [music] I reach my hand to touch the cooling [singing] air and find the [music] ghost of you is standing [singing] there. Oh, [music] echoes in the amber glow of spring.

Speaker A

the bittersweet [music and singing] of every song we sing. I see your silhouette [music] within [singing] the light.

Speaker A

A gentle [music] promise in the fading side. [music] Lingering in the gold. Stories [music] yet to be told.

Speaker A

[music] [music] The silver [music] willow weeps beside the stream like waking [music] slowly. from a golden [singing] dream.

Speaker A

I [music] see the petals dancing [singing] on the breeze [music] and hear your laughter through the budding trees.

Speaker A

Oh, whispers of the willow in the spring. [music] The bitter sweet of [singing] every song we sing.

Speaker A

The morning [music] [singing] light is soft upon my face, but I am searching [music] for your warm embrace.

Speaker A

[music] Missing you in every breath [singing] of May. Watching all [music and singing] the shadows drift away. [music] The garden [music] path is lined with shades of blue.

Speaker A

The quiet path I used [music] to walk with you. The scent of lilac [music and singing] lingers in the air as [music] if I'd find you waiting for me there.

Speaker A

Oh, whispers of the willow in the spring. [music] The bitter sweet of every [singing] song we sing.

Speaker A

The morning [music] light is soft upon my face, but I am [music] searching for your warm [singing] embrace. [music] In the whispers [music and singing] of the willow, where the gentle [music and singing] waters flow.

Speaker A

[music] The orchard wears a veil [singing and music] of snowy white, a fragile beauty [music and singing] in the morning light.

Speaker A

I walk [music] beneath the [singing] heavy scented boughs and feel the weight of all [music] our silent vows.

Speaker A

Oh, the lace [music and singing] of that pool blossoms on the breeze is whispering your [music and singing] name among the trees.

Speaker A

A delicate pattern [music] that the spring has spun before the [music] fading of [singing] the April sun.

Speaker A

A memory [music] that's only just beun. Like a story that [singing] will never be undone.

Speaker A

I find [music] a petal in my open palm. [music] A little grace [singing] within the morning calm.

Speaker A

The world is breathing fresh and bright and [music] new. But every path I take leads back to you.

Speaker A

Oh, [music] the lace [singing] of apple blossoms on the breeze [music] is whispering [singing] your name among the trees.

Speaker A

The [music] delicate pattern that the spring has spun before [music] the fading of the April sun.

Speaker A

Woven in [music and singing] the white [music] through the day and night. [music] The wind is a traveler with nowhere to go.

Speaker A

It's stirring the [music and singing] blossoms that fell like the snow. I'm standing right here in [music] the center [singing] of spring and wondering what all these memories bring. [music] Oh, a compass made of petals [music and singing] on the floor

Speaker A

is pointing me back to your [singing] open door. [music] The north is a memory.

Speaker A

The south [music and singing] is a dream. And I am a leaf [music] in a midappril stream.

Speaker A

Story [singing] that's flowing. Or so [music] it would seem in a light that is hazy [music] and golden and gleam.

Speaker A

[music] The sun [music] is a circle of ancient and [singing] old. I'm trying to [music] find all the stories you told.

Speaker A

[music] The map is a garden. [singing] It's blooming in blue and every direction [music] leads back to you.

Speaker A

Oh, [music] a compass made of petals on [singing] the floor [music] is pointing me back [singing] to your open door.

Speaker A

The north [music and singing] is a memory. South is a tree and [music] I am a leaf in a midappril [music] stream.

Speaker A

Which way does the [singing and music] wind blow? More than I will ever know.

Speaker A

[music] [music] The sky is [music] writing letter on the glass. I watch the silver [music and singing] liquid shadows pass.

Speaker A

[music] The earth is drinking in [singing] the silent [music] word. The softest poetry I've ever heard.

Speaker A

Oh, [music] pour rain upon the leaf is tracing [music and singing] all the outlines of my grief.

Speaker A

The garden's blooming in a hazy [music and singing] grave. [music] While I am searching for a yesterday, a story that the clouds [music] have tucked away in the quiet [music and singing] ending of a long, long day. [singing]

Speaker A

[music] I find your name within the puddles light. [music] A shimmering [singing] ghost before the edge of night.

Speaker A

The rain [music] has washed the dusty road to green to all the [music and singing] beauty that we might have been.

Speaker A

Oh, [singing] ink [music] of April rain upon the leaf is tracing all [singing] the outlines of my [music] grief.

Speaker A

The garden's blooming in a hazy [music and singing] grave. While I am searching for [music] a yesterday, reading [music] the rain, feeling the pain. [music] [music] [music] [music] The moon is a pillar of silver and white supporting the roof of a Warm

Speaker A

[music and singing] April night. The walls are the cedars. The floor is [singing and music] the moss.

Speaker A

A sanctuary built from a lifetime of loss. [music] Oh, [singing] the architecture of a spring night [music] so deep is holding [singing] the secrets that I cannot keep. [music] I'm building [singing] a room for the ghost [music] of your

Speaker A

face. Within the high [singing] arches [music] of this holy place, a temple [music and singing] of longing and a temple of grace, a silent [music and singing] and sacred and beautiful [music and singing] space.

Speaker A

Peace. [music] The windows are [singing] open to the stars and the sea. [music] I'm [singing] letting the starlight wash over me.

Speaker A

The foundations [music] are steady. The spirit is new and [music] everything I build is centered on [singing] you.

Speaker A

Oh, the architecture of a spring [music] night so deep is holding the secrets that I [music and singing] cannot keep.

Speaker A

I'm building a room for the ghost [music and singing] of your face. Within the high arches of this holy [music] [singing] place.

Speaker A

Building [music] a home in the [singing] dark. Finding a light and a spark. [music] [music] The lace is dancing [music and singing] in the open frame.

Speaker A

I hear the wind is [music] calling out your name. The sunlight [singing] filters [music] through the intricate weave, a pattern of the love [music and singing] we couldn't believe.

Speaker A

Oh, a lacy [music and singing] curtain in the month of May is keeping all the [singing and music] shadows far away.

Speaker A

I see your [music and singing] silhouette within the white, [music] a gentle memory in the morning light.

Speaker A

[music] A soul that's [singing] found a way to take it [music] flight. I find a [music] photograph inside the drawer.

Speaker A

A version of us that [music] we aren't anymore. The world is turning vibrant, [music] [singing] lush and green to all the beauty [music and singing] that we might have been.

Speaker A

Oh, lacy [singing] curt in the month of May is keeping all [music and singing] the shadows far away.

Speaker A

I see [music] your [singing] silhouette within the white. [music] A gentle [singing] memory in the morning light [music] fluttering so [music] softly.

Speaker A

Where did you go [music] exactly? [music] [music] [music] [music] The park is [music] filled with sunlight and with birds.

Speaker A

I'm searching [music] for the [singing] right and simple words. The green is [music] coming back [singing] to every tree, [music] but you are still [singing] a world away from me.

Speaker A

Oh, [singing] the empty bench beneath the [music] flowering pear. [singing] I [music] see your silhouette and [music] feel [singing] you there.

Speaker A

The sun is [music] warm [singing] but I am feeling cold. Holding [music and singing] on to stories we never told.

Speaker A

[music] A heavy [singing] heart in a field of gold. A story [music and singing] that is ancient and is old.

Speaker A

I [music] watch the children running in the grass and count the silent moment [singing and music] as they pass.

Speaker A

The world is moving on it merry [music and singing] way while I am stuck in a different yesterday. [singing] Oh, the empty bench beneath the [music] flowering pear.

Speaker A

I see [music] your silhouette and feel you there. [singing] The sun is warm [music] but I am feeling cold.

Speaker A

Holding on to stories we never told. [singing] Sitting on the empty [music] bench in the springtime sweet [music] drench.

Speaker A

[music] [music] The petals are gone, [music] but the scent is still there. A phantom of sweetness within the cold air.

Speaker A

[music] I reach for a branch that is empty [singing] and brown and wait [music] for the silence to settle me [singing] down. [music] For the ghost of a cherry [singing] blossom in May is haunting the [music and singing]

Speaker A

corners of every new day. [music] Hail invitation to visit the past to a [singing] love that was [music] fragile and never could [singing] last.

Speaker A

A silver reflection that's [music] fading so fast like a shadow that the morning [singing] [music] sun has cast.

Speaker A

[music] The green is so heavy [music] it's hiding the sky. I'm watching the [music and singing] white clouds go wondering by.

Speaker A

[music] I'm learning [singing] to live with the empty and [music] new while everything green points me [music] back to you.

Speaker A

Oh, the ghost [singing] of a cherry blossom [music] in May is haunting [singing] the corners of every new day.

Speaker A

A pale invitation [music] to visit the past. To a [singing] love that was fragile [music] and never could last.

Speaker A

Just a [music] whisper in the leaves for the [music] heart that still believes. [music] [music] [music] The winter's [music] grip is loosening [singing] on the land.

Speaker A

I feel [singing] the silver water [music] on my hand. The ice is breaking into crystal [singing] shards like all [music] the fragments of [singing] our old postcards.

Speaker A

map [music and singing] of throwing rivers in the sun, showing [singing] me where all our currents run.

Speaker A

The spring is carveing [music and singing] out a brand new way beyond the [music and singing] shadow of a yesterday.

Speaker A

A promise [music] that is here to stay in [music] the golden rhythm of a longer day.

Speaker A

[music] I watch the ripples [singing] catching all the light. [music] A shimmering ghost before the [singing] edge of night.

Speaker A

The valleys awaking [music and singing] in a deep deep green to all the [music and singing] beauty that we might have been.

Speaker A

Oh, a map of throwing rivers [music and singing] in the sun, showing me where all our [singing] currents run.

Speaker A

Spring is [music and singing] carving out a brand new way beyond the [music and singing] shadow of a yes day. [music] Flowing to the [music and singing] sea where you [singing] used to be.

Speaker A

[music] [music] The mailbox [music and singing] is a faded shade of blue. I'm waiting for a word [singing] that's [music] overdue.

Speaker A

The hinges creek within the morning gale. [music] I'm searching for a ghost within the [singing] mail.

Speaker A

Oh, a painted mailbox on a dusty [music] road. I'm carrying [singing] a heavy silent [music] load.

Speaker A

The spring is blooming in [singing] the meadow grass. I watch the empty moments as they [singing and music] pass.

Speaker A

Love that's written in a [music] shattered glass. I remember [singing] how you used [music] to write my name.

Speaker A

Before the [singing] world was never quite [music] the same. The ink is dry, [singing] the papers [music] turning brown.

Speaker A

While all the [music and singing] cherry blossoms tumble down. Oh, a painted [music] [singing] mailbox on a dusty road.

Speaker A

I'm carrying [singing] a heavy silent [music] load. The spring is blooming [singing] in the meadow grass.

Speaker A

I watch [music and singing] the empty moments as they pass. [music] Checking for a letter, [music] hoping things get better.

Speaker A

[music] [music] [music] The wind is [music and singing] weaving through the cherry bell. I'm making good [music and singing] on a forgotten vow.

Speaker A

The pink [music] is falling like a [singing] silent snow upon [music] the path where we [singing] once used to go.

Speaker A

[music] Oh, the fragile thread of petals on the [singing] ground. Love [music] that's lost and never to [singing] be found.

Speaker A

The spring is singing in the cedar [music] trees of all our laughter and our [music] tragedies.

Speaker A

A peace that's brought me to my wey [singing] knees. [music] A quiet soul that's found a new release.

Speaker A

I find a petal caught within [music] my hair. A little souvenir [music] of being there. [singing] The earth is breathing fresh and bright [singing] and new.

Speaker A

[music] And everything I see leads back to you. Oh, the [music] fragile thread of petals on the ground.

Speaker A

The love that's [music and singing] lost and never to be found. The spring is singing in the cedar [music and singing] trees of all our laughter [music] and our traies.

Speaker A

[music] Following the thread where the [music] light will spread. The shadows [music] stretch like fingers on [singing] the wall.

Speaker A

[music] I hear the distant lonely [singing] robins call. [music] The day is folding into shades of [singing] gold.

Speaker A

A story [music] that has never quite been told. [singing] Oh, [music] echoes in the amber glow of spring.

Speaker A

The bitter sweet of [music and singing] every song we sing. I see your [singing] silhouette within the light. [music] A gentle promise in the fading sight.

Speaker A

A soul that's [music] found its way beyond the night. [singing] Guided by a pale and holy light.

Speaker A

The hills are [music and singing] painted in a hazy dream. where nothing [music and singing] is exactly what it seems.

Speaker A

I reach my [music] hand to touch the cooling air [singing] and [music] find the ghost of you is standing there. Oh, echoes [music] in the amber glow of spring.

Speaker A

The bitter sweet of [music and singing] every song we sing. I see your silhouette [music and singing] within the light.

Speaker A

A gentle promise [music] in the fading side. Lingering [music] in the gold. Stories [music and singing] yet to be told.

Speaker A

[music] [music] [music] The silver [music] willow weeps beside the stream [singing] like waking [music] slowly from a golden [singing] dream.

Speaker A

I see the petals dancing on the breeze [singing] and [music] hear your laughter through the budding trees.

Speaker A

Oh, whispers of the willow in the spring. The bitter [music] sweet of [singing] every song we sing.

Speaker A

[music] The morning light is soft upon my face, but I am searching [music] for your [singing] warm [music] embrace.

Speaker A

Missing you [music] in every [singing] breath of May. Watching all the shadows [music and singing] drift away.

Speaker A

The garden [music] path is lined with shades of blue. The quiet path I used to walk [music] with you.

Speaker A

The scent of lilac lingers in the air as if I'd find [music] you waiting for me there.

Speaker A

Oh, whispers [music and singing] of the willow in the spring. The bitter [music] sweet of every song we sing.

Speaker A

The morning [music and singing] light is soft upon my face, but I [music] am searching for your [singing] warm embrace. [music] [music] In the whispers [singing] of the willow, where [music] the gentle waters flow.

Speaker A

[music] The orchard wears a [singing] veil of snowy white fragile [music] beauty [singing] in the morning light.

Speaker A

I walk beneath [music and singing] the heavy scented boughs and feel the weight of all [singing and music] our silent vows.

Speaker A

Oh, the lace [music and singing] of that pool blossoms on the breeze [music] is whispering your name among the trees.

Speaker A

[music] A delicate pattern that the spring has spun before the [music] fading of the April sun.

Speaker A

A memory that's [music] only just begun. Like a story that will [singing] never be undone.

Speaker A

I find [music] a petal in my open palm. A [music] little grace within the morning calm.

Speaker A

The world is breathing fresh and bright and new. [music] But every path [singing] I take leads back to you.

Speaker A

Oh, the [music and singing] lace of apple blossoms on the breeze is [music] whispering your name among the trees.

Speaker A

The delicate [music] pattern that the spring has spun before the fading [music] of [singing] the April sun.

Speaker A

Woven [music and singing] in the white through the day and [music] night.

Topics:old pop songs70s pop80s popnostalgic musicrelaxing playlistsoft vocalsmelodic musiccalm musicspring themepeaceful atmosphere

Get More with the SozAI App

Transcribe recordings, audio files, and YouTube videos — with AI summaries, speaker detection, and unlimited transcriptions.

App Store Google Play

Or transcribe another YouTube video here →

Free tools: TXT to SRT · SRT Validator · Merge SRT · Subtitle to Text · All tools