(Verse 1) High in the branches where the roof-trees sway, Raymo seeks the quiet, where the Spirit plays. Gentle winds sighing, and his heart beats fast, Chosen by fate, to ascend from his caste. He sings the Forest Chant, precisely and slow, Root, roof and green-sky, where the Wissenvines grow (Chorus) Oh, the vine, it weaves through trees,Holding our hopes, our fears and pleas.In the wind, we find our way,Through the dappled light we play.Oh, the vine, it grows so deep,In the hearts of those who keepThe Spirit bright, the forest wide,We glide, we guide, where secrets hide. (Verse 2) Beneath the sacred branches, Raymo dreams,Of a world untouched by the Pash-shan’s schemes.Chosen by the Ol-zhaan’s mysterious gaze,His mind is clouded by the Spirit’s haze.Wings of his shuba catch the wind,As he glides through the skies, his fate to begin. (Chorus) Oh, the vine, it weaves through trees,Holding our hopes, our fears and pleas.In the wind, we find our way,Through the dappled light we play.Oh, the vine, it grows so deep,In the hearts of those who keepThe Spirit bright, the forest wide,We glide, we guide, where secrets hide. (Bridge) In the shadows below, where the Pash-shan creep,The roots dig deeper, secrets they keep.But Raamo sees beyond the fear,In the Spirit's song, the path is clear.To rise, to fall, to be a Chosen one,A journey through the forest, where the light has just begun. (Chorus) Oh, the vine, it weaves through trees (weaves through trees),Holding our hopes, our fears and pleas.In the wind, we find our way, (our way) Through the dappled light we play.Oh, the vine, it grows so deep,In the hearts of those who keepThe Spirit bright,(spirit bright) the forest wide,We glide, we guide, where secrets hide. (Outro)We glide, we glide, where secrets hide,Through root and branch, with the Spirit as our guide.
