[Verse 1] Silk night falling over lantern light, Footsteps echo through a jade-green gate. Incense rising like a drifting spell, Whispered winds that twist the threads of fate. Golden dragons sleeping in the sky, Stars reflected in a temple stream, Every shadow holds a secret sign, Every breath awakens ancient dreams. [Pre-Chorus] Hear the chime of hidden bells, Where the moon and mystic stories dwell. [Chorus] Oriental magic in the air tonight, Crimson sparks and silver moonlight. Ancient runes begin to glow, Guiding hearts where few may go. Through the mist where legends dance, Time dissolves in one slow trance. In the hush of sacred stone— The magic wakes, and we are not alone. [Verse 2] Paper lanterns drifting down the street, Paint the dark in amber, red, and gold. Old bamboo sways with quiet grace, Guarding tales the mountains never told. A flute cries softly in the night, Calling spirits from the silent hills, Footprints fading in the silver dust, Following the path the starlight fills. [Pre-Chorus] Hear the chime of hidden bells, Where the moon and mystic stories dwell. [Chorus] Oriental magic in the air tonight, Crimson sparks and silver moonlight. Ancient runes begin to glow, Guiding hearts where few may go. Through the mist where legends dance, Time dissolves in one slow trance. In the hush of sacred stone— The magic wakes, and we are not alone. [Bridge] Scrolls of thunder, brush of flame, Every symbol speaks a name. When the eastern winds arise, Mystic fire fills the skies. [Final Chorus] Oriental magic burning bright, Dreams unfolding in the night. From the temples to the sea, Old enchantments running free. Where the lanterns softly gleam, Life becomes a waking dream. In the hush of sacred stone— The magic lives in every tone.
