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Song description: When the Curlew Cries

“When the curlew cries” evokes a haunting moment where nature speaks with an ancient voice — a cry that stirs the soul, warns of danger, mourns what’s been lost, and reminds us of the wild slipping away. In folklore, it’s an omen of death; in spirit, a sacred call; in truth, a cry for help from a vanishing world.

Song Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
At the edge of the moor where the bracken grows high,
And the twilight lays gold on a slate-coloured sky,
There drifts through the dusk a voice old and wise—
The soul of the wild… when the curlew cries.

[Verse 2]
A call like a keening, a wail through the air,
A sound full of sorrow, of warning, of prayer.
Some say it's the banshee, in ghostly disguise,
Bringing whispers of death… when the curlew cries.

[Chorus]
The curlew is calling from valley to sea,
A voice of the lost, of what used to be.
So fragile, so fearless, it breaks through the lies,
The truth of the earth… when the curlew cries.

[Verse 3]
By the stones of the druids, by the sea’s mournful tune,
The curlew once circled the tide under moon.
Now silence creeps in where your melody flies—
A vanishing world… when the curlew cries.

[Verse 4]
They say in the hollows where shadows run deep,
The curlew keeps watch while the lost are asleep.
And spirits drift close under cold, starlit skies,
Drawn out by the sound… when the curlew cries.

[Chorus]
The curlew is calling from valley to sea,
A voice of the lost, of what used to be.
So fragile, so fearless, it breaks through the lies,
The truth of the earth… when the curlew cries.

[Bridge – softly, almost whispered]
Yet once, ‘tis told, you saved sacred song,
From the pull of the sea, when the tide turned wrong.
You rose with the scrolls as the salt filled the skies—
A winged benediction… when the curlew cries.

[Final Chorus]
The curlew is calling from valley to sea,
A voice of the lost, of what used to be.
So fragile, so fearless, it breaks through the lies,
The truth of the earth… when the curlew cries.

[Outro – fading like a distant call]
So listen at dusk, as the mist softly flies,
And remember the wild…
When the curlew cries.

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All lyrics and music are written and composed by Celtannia, crafted on piano and produced in FL Studio. Vocals and artwork are created with generative AI, bringing each song to life in a world between legend and dream.

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