My Sun (Oriental Synthwave)

oriental, synthwave, emotional female vocal, lush synths, ney

October 19, 2024 at 12:51 PMv3.5

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My sun!
Aaah-Aaah-oooh
Oh-ah-ah-ooh

(Verse)
How many dreams are left to be?
Tell me, bird, sing to me.
Should I stay here or go afar,
Be like a stone or shine like a star? 
(A star)

(Chorus)
My sun! 
Look at me!
My hand has turned into a fist,
and if there's an ember set it free
Like this.

(Verse)
Who will walk the lonely trail?
The brave and strong have left their tale.
Few remain in memories bright,
With sharp minds and hands so tight, 
in the fight.

(Chorus)
My sun! 
Look at me!
My hand has turned into a fist,
and if there's an ember set it free
Like this.

(Like this!)

(Verse)
Where are you now,
freedom dear?
With whom do you share
the dawn so clear?
Answer me.
It's good with you, but hard alone,
My head and shoulders bear the stone.
The stone!

(Chorus)
My sun! 
Look at me!
My hand has turned into a fist,
and if there's an ember set it free
Like this.

Aaah-Aaah-ooh
Oh-ah-ah-ooh
(Like this!)

(Outro)
Like this.

Copyright © Abel Wolf https://suno.com/@abelwolfsuno84 Lyrics: ZeekBazar & Abel Wolf check out ZeekBazar: https://suno.com/@zeekbazar ----------------------------------------------- My sun! Aaah-Aaah-oooh Oh-ah-ah-ooh (Verse) How many dreams are left to be? Tell me, bird, sing to me. Should I stay here or go afar, Be like a stone or shine like a star? (A star) (Chorus) My sun! Look at me! My hand has turned into a fist, and if there's an ember set it free Like this. (Verse) Who will walk the lonely trail? The brave and strong have left their tale. Few remain in memories bright, With sharp minds and hands so tight, in the fight. (Chorus) My sun! Look at me! My hand has turned into a fist, and if there's an ember set it free Like this. (Like this!) (Verse) Where are you now, freedom dear? With whom do you share the dawn so clear? Answer me. It's good with you, but hard alone, My head and shoulders bear the stone. The stone! (Chorus) My sun! Look at me! My hand has turned into a fist, and if there's an ember set it free Like this. Aaah-Aaah-ooh Oh-ah-ah-ooh (Like this!) (Outro) Like this.