
[Intro – distant kaval echoes, Celtic harp, wind ambience] Ó mo chroí… Can you hear me in the night? Ó mo ghrá… Hold me close beneath the light… (soft gaida drone slowly fades in) [Verse 1 – intimate female vocal, sparse piano, ambient guitar] City shadows, broken skies, Lonely tears in neon lights. Every road leads back to you, Like the ocean pulls the moon. I was dancing with the dark, Trying to outrun my heart, But your voice still calls my name Like a slow, eternal flame. (Kaval softly answers the last vocal phrase) [Pre-Chorus – strings rising slowly, heartbeat pulse] And when the silence starts to fall… I only hear your soul… (deep distant tupan pulse begins) [Chorus – full cinematic expansion] Ó… tabhair dom grá… (Oh… give me love…) Set my restless heart on fire, Lift me higher, higher, higher… Maidin mhaith, mo chroí… Stay forever here with me… Ó… tabhair dom grá… Through the shadows, through the storm… Every wound inside me heals When your heartbeat keeps me warm… (full strings + tupan + layered choir) [Instrumental Break – kaval and Irish flute duet] (ethereal female vocalisations) (gaida drone underneath) (tribal tom rhythm building slowly) [Verse 2 – deeper emotional atmosphere] Silver rain on empty trains, Dreams are running through my veins. I can feel you in the wind, Underneath my fragile skin. Every night I search the stars, Trying to find out who we are, But your eyes already know All the places I can’t go. [Bridge – emotional cinematic peak] If the world disappears tonight… If the sky forgets its light… I will still be next to you… Like the waves return to blue… Ó mo chroí… Never let me drift away… (drums suddenly stop) (solo vocal + piano + distant kaval) [Final Chorus – biggest orchestral climax] Ó… tabhair dom grá… Light a fire in my soul… Every broken piece inside Becomes beautiful and whole… Maidin mhaith, mo chroí… You’re the dream that rescued me… Ó mo ghrá… go deo… Our love lives eternally… (full cinematic choir) (large orchestral strings) (deep tupan pulse) (gaida drone swelling underneath) [Outro – fading into dream atmosphere] Ó mo chroí… Ó mo ghrá… Go deo… (kaval fades into wind ambience) (distant harp echoes) (soft female whisper harmonies)

