Listen to the sound clip Oh, Ronja woke with the morning light, But the world felt heavy, her heart stood still. The hours slipped softly, from day to night, While her dreams lay quiet, her will was ill. The papers waited, the tasks grew tall, But her spark was dim, no fire to call. She hummed a tune as the moments went, Her spirit longing, her time misspent. from Ballad #1 Song Generator:
Oh, Ronja woke with the morning light, But the world felt heavy, her heart stood still. The hours slipped softly, from day to night, While her dreams lay quiet, her will was ill. The papers waited, the tasks grew tall, But her spark was dim, no fire to call. She hummed a tune as the moments went, Her spirit longing, her time misspent.
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