[Intro: Gentle rainfall, fingerpicked Celtic harp, soft shamisen] [Female alto, quiet wordless humming] Mmm... mmm... Ahh... ahh... [Verse 1: Softly sung, intimate and warm] When the rain comes down on Greywake stone, And the wandering stars forget their home, There's a lantern burning by the door, For the ones who wander evermore. [Chorus: Ancient Greywake lullaby, gentle and melodic] Na morai, na morai, Little ember, little sky, Should the night forget your name, I'll remember just the same. [Instrumental: Delicate shamisen and harp duet] [Verse 2: Warm, affectionate storytelling] There's a book that no one dares to read, And a garden full of silver weeds, There's a road that bends where roads should end, And a cup of tea beside a friend. [Chorus: Soft cello enters, gentle harmonies] Na morai, na morai, Let the restless hours drift by, Though the stars may lose their way, You can rest with me today. [Instrumental: Gentle acoustic guitar, soft rain] [Verse 3: Playful warmth, a smile in the voice] And if tomorrow comes with teeth, With clockwork storms and ghosts beneath, We'll mend the dawn with thread and string, And laugh at what the dark might bring. [Final Chorus: Tender, slowing slightly, almost whispered] Na morai, na morai, Let the old world turn outside, For tonight, the fire is bright, And you needn't fight the night. [Outro: Nearly a cappella, intimate humming] Mmm... mmm... Na morai... na morai... [Softly whispered] I'll remember just the same. [Final harp notes, rain gently fading] [End]
