Verse 1
In the heart of the forest where the fireflies gleam,
We dance on the moss by the moon’s silver beam.
Our roofs are oak leaves, our stairs twist like vines,
Where the river hums lullabies, we weave twilight’s designs.

Chorus
Oh-oh, Whisperwind Hollow—roots run deep below!
Where the ferns keep our secrets and the ancient trees grow.
Though we’re small as a thimble, we’re fierce, we’re proud,
Singing hymns to the stars in our cloak of the cloud!

Verse 2
We brew acorn tea in a kettle of dew,
Sew cobweb lace cloaks in every shade of blue.
The squirrels bring us gossip, the foxes share rhymes,
And the owls guard our stories from faraway times.

Chorus
Oh-oh, Whisperwind Hollow—roots run deep below!
Where the ferns keep our secrets and the ancient trees grow.
Though we’re small as a thimble, we’re fierce, we’re proud,
Singing hymns to the stars in our cloak of the cloud!

Bridge
But when autumn storms rattle and shadows creep near,
We mend the torn sky with a needle of cheer.
Hand in hand, we light up the dark with a song—
For the heart of the forest beats steady and strong!

Final Chorus
Oh-oh, Whisper wind Hollow—roots run deep below!
Where the frost never lingers and the ember lights glow.
We’re the keepers of magic, the whisperers true,
Whisper wind Hollow… our home sings with you!