Ayla of the Rowan Wings (Cover)

(Verse 1) Where the red leaves fall on the highland stone, And the dawn breaks soft and pale, There walks a fae with embered wings Along the mist‑bound trail. Her name is whispered low at night, Where the lonely curlews cry— Ayla of the Rowan Wings, Who sings beneath the sky. (Chorus) Oh Ayla, wandering evermore Across the glen and brae, Your voice a lantern in the dark To guide the lost their way. But every song you give the world Takes memory as its due— Still on you roam, through wind and storm, For kindness pulls you through. (Verse 2) She walks the moor where shadows drift, Where the heather meets the rain, And hums a tune of warmth and fire To soothe a traveler’s pain. The mists will part to hear her voice, The night itself grows mild— For Ayla’s song can calm the storm And guard the wandering child. (Chorus) Oh Ayla, wandering evermore Across the glen and brae, Your voice a lantern in the dark To guide the lost their way. But every song you give the world Takes memory as its due— Still on you roam, through wind and storm, For kindness pulls you through. (Bridge) Some say she once had a lover’s hand Held close beside the sea, A face she seeks in every dawn Though lost to memory. And when her wings burn brightest red Against the fading light, They say she’s found a fragment Of a life she can’t recite. (Final Chorus) Oh Ayla, Rowan‑Winged and brave, Your heart the land’s own flame, Though every step may cost a dream You walk on just the same. For in your song the highlands breathe, The hills remember you— Ayla of the Rowan Wings, Forever wandering through. [instrumental outro]