So I'll honour our bond in everything I do. Until the day, when Earth's journey is through. In the quiet of the night, beneath a silver glow, Where the river whispers secrets only the moon would know. Through the shadows, softly, a gentle breeze will sigh, Carrying the dreams that the stars alone can fly. Underneath this canopy, where time and tide unite, Hearts are bound by rivers deep, in the arms of night. Oh, the moonlit river dreams, where our souls are free, In the dance of shimmering beams, lighting destiny. Floating on the silent streams, wrapped in harmony, Oh, the moonlit river dreams, like a symphony. Among the stones and whispers, we walk on sacred ground, Listening to the echoes, where lost hopes are found. The trees stand tall like guardians, watching from the shore, As the river flows in tales, from time long before. When the night holds tight its secrets, And the shadows softly fade, We’ll find peace in the reflection, That this moonlit river made. Oh, the moon...