{
  "description": "The wind it calls across the sea\nA voice so soft, it speaks to me\nOf ancient lands and silver waves\nWhere warriors rest in quiet graves\n\nOh, carry me where the rivers run wide\nWhere the stars dance bright in the endless tide\nThrough the valleys, through the trees\nHome is waiting beyond the breeze\n\nThe fire fades, the night grows long\nI weave my tale in whispered song\nOf shield and steel, of love and lore\nOf those who sail and come no more\n\nOh, carry me where the rivers run wide\nWhere the stars dance bright in the endless tide\nThrough the valleys, through the trees\nHome is waiting beyond the breeze\n\nOh, carry me where the rivers run wide\nWhere the stars dance bright in the endless tide\nThrough the valleys, through the trees\nHome is waiting beyond the breeze\n\nHome is waiting.. beyond the breeze."
}