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Romantic metal / cinematic orchestral metal, Female vocal: intimate breathy → explosive soaring high-pitched screams in chorus (no rasp, extreme high register), Heavy electronic guitar riff, 808 sub‑bass, distorted guitars, orchestra, choir, 2026 effects: granular synthesis, spectral processing, multiband distortion, blackhole reverb, shimmer reverb, sidechain pumping, Chorus: absolute maximum explosion, wall of sound, Female Vocals

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[Verse 1]
Do you want me to tell you that I am flying,
In reality or in a dream, until dawn.
And in your arms I quietly disappear,
Just tell me “I love you.”
Do you want me to sing about birds made of wind,
That rush by like a pink dream.
That glide across the sky the color of summer,
Reflecting above the river water.
[Pre-Chorus]
In your warm hands I melt, I disappear,
Like snow in the height of the sky.
You will whisper tiredly: “I miss you.”
And I will whisper back to you.
[Chorus]
Do you want me to sing, and you stay.
And quietly say: “You love.”
Birds of wind, birds of wandering
Will carry us above the bustle.
Do you want me to sing about birds of light,
That fly, touching the heights,
That glide across the sky the color of summer,
As if all dreams have come true.
[Verse 2]
Do you want me to whisper that I am not afraid
To open forgotten worlds again.
That with you yesterday will disappear,
I will accept all gifts from life.
Do you want me to tell about birds of light,
That carry my sins far away.
All my prayers without answers,
Unwritten old poems.
[Pre-Chorus]
In your warm hands I melt, I disappear,
Like snow in the height of the sky.
You will whisper tiredly: “I miss you.”
And I will whisper back to you.
[Chorus]
Do you want me to sing, and you stay.
And quietly say: “You love.”
Birds of wind, birds of wandering
Will carry us above the bustle.
Do you want me to sing about birds of light,
That fly, touching the heights,
That glide across the sky the color of summer,
As if all dreams have come true.
[Verse 3]
Do you want me to shout that I dream
To fly to that distant star,
And I know no other happiness
Than to write all songs about love.
Do you want me to tell about birds of dawn,
How their two wings glow red.
In the skies they soar somewhere with me,
In unseen, wonderful dreams.
[Bridge]
Do you want me to stay silent that I don’t know
How to reach that snowy mountain.
I only sadly watch with my eyes
How they fly there…
[reverse cymbal SWELL + thunder CRASH + deep 808 sub‑bass PULSE + tension pad BUILD + rain INTENSIFIES + soft piano enters]

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[Verse 1] Do you want me to tell you that I am flying, In reality or in a dream, until dawn. And in your arms I quietly disappear, Just tell me “I love you.” Do you want me to sing about birds made of wind, That rush by like a pink dream. That glide across the sky the color of summer, Reflecting above the river water. [Pre-Chorus] In your warm hands I melt, I disappear, Like snow in the height of the sky. You will whisper tiredly: “I miss you.” And I will whisper back to you. [Chorus] Do you want me to sing, and you stay. And quietly say: “You love.” Birds of wind, birds of wandering Will carry us above the bustle. Do you want me to sing about birds of light, That fly, touching the heights, That glide across the sky the color of summer, As if all dreams have come true. [Verse 2] Do you want me to whisper that I am not afraid To open forgotten worlds again. That with you yesterday will disappear, I will accept all gifts from life. Do you want me to tell about birds of light, That carry my sins far away. All my prayers without answers, Unwritten old poems. [Pre-Chorus] In your warm hands I melt, I disappear, Like snow in the height of the sky. You will whisper tiredly: “I miss you.” And I will whisper back to you. [Chorus] Do you want me to sing, and you stay. And quietly say: “You love.” Birds of wind, birds of wandering Will carry us above the bustle. Do you want me to sing about birds of light, That fly, touching the heights, That glide across the sky the color of summer, As if all dreams have come true. [Verse 3] Do you want me to shout that I dream To fly to that distant star, And I know no other happiness Than to write all songs about love. Do you want me to tell about birds of dawn, How their two wings glow red. In the skies they soar somewhere with me, In unseen, wonderful dreams. [Bridge] Do you want me to stay silent that I don’t know How to reach that snowy mountain. I only sadly watch with my eyes How they fly there… [reverse cymbal SWELL + thunder CRASH + deep 808 sub‑bass PULSE + tension pad BUILD + rain INTENSIFIES + soft piano enters]

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