☀️ Beneath The Olive Trees🌿Mateo del Sol

[Intro] The sea was silver the evening slow old church bells drifting where the warm winds blow I wasn't looking for anything new then the olive leaves whispered and they led me to you "Buenas noches, amigos..." --- [Verse 1] You were sitting by the hillside where the stone walls meet the sky golden light upon your shoulders summer resting in your eyes Old guitar beside the vineyard dusty roads beneath our feet we spoke like old companions though we'd only just meet --- [Pre-Chorus] Mi corazón sigue cantando cuando escucho tu voz And the world kept turning far beyond the bay but for a little while time wandered away --- [Chorus] Beneath the olive trees where the shadows danced in gold you told me little stories that felt a thousand years old Bajo el sol de verano junto al azul del mar I found a piece of myself waiting patiently for me --- [Verse 2] Days went floating by like sailboats crossing waters painted blue every corner of that summer held another trace of you Marketplace musicians singing coffee cups and laughing crowds midnight lanterns hanging softly from the rooftops and the clouds --- [Pre-Chorus] Luna sobre Valencia brillando para los dos And the moon climbed higher over every rooftop light while the waves kept writing our names into the night --- [Chorus] Beneath the olive trees where the shadows danced in gold you told me little stories that felt a thousand years old Bajo el sol de verano junto al azul del mar I found a piece of myself waiting patiently for me --- [Instrumental Break] Expressive acoustic guitar solo Mandolin answers softly Warm violin melody rises above distant ocean ambience --- [Bridge] Years may pass and roads may bend some journeys fade before they end Pero el recuerdo permanece como las olas en el mar But there are places the heart still knows where every memory continues to grow --- [Final Chorus] Beneath the olive trees where the shadows danced in gold your laughter still remains there among the branches old Mi corazón recuerda tu nombre junto al mar Beneath the olive trees where the evening met the sea some people leave your life... but never truly leave your memory --- [Outro] The sea still whispers the church bells ring and every summer breeze carries a fragment of everything Hasta mañana... bajo el sol... junto al mar... Beneath the olive trees... I remember. ☀️🌿