Whispers of the Steppe

Endless grasslands sweep beneath the sky

Echoes of thunder, wild eagles cry

Shadows stretch long in the fading light

Nomad fires flicker, guarding the night

In the wind our stories roam

Calling every rider home

Whispers of the steppe run free

Ancient spirits ride with me

Thunder hooves and mountain song

To these lands I still belong

Horses gallop swift, dust in their wake

Songs rise like embers, old earth we shake

Caravans drifting, drawn by the moon

Carrying secrets lost too soon

In the wind our stories roam

Calling every rider home

Whispers of the steppe run free

Ancient spirits ride with me

Thunder hooves and mountain song

To these lands I still belong

Through wild rivers, midnight fire’s glow

Chanting voices guide where spirits go

Rooted deep with every breath I sing

Carving freedom through the wind

Whispers of the steppe run free

Ancient spirits ride with me

Thunder hooves and mountain song

To these lands I still belongIn the dawn’s golden sweep

I hear the plains breathe and weep