Chronicles of the Lost World - In the Footprints of Dinosaurs and Ancient Wonders - Poem Lyrics in English
In the whispers of time, a lost world unfolds,
Chronicles written in footprints, tales untold,
Where dinosaurs roamed, giants of yore,
Ancient wonders whispered, forevermore.
In the echo of ages, the earth's ancient song,
Footprints imprinted, where giants throng,
A dance in the mud, a prehistoric rhyme,
Chronicles of the lost world, frozen in time.
In the shadowy canopies, where ferns unfurl,
The lost world's secrets, a mystical swirl,
Footprints etched in the primordial ground,
Ancient echoes, a whispered sound.
Amongst the rocks and fossilized lore,
Chronicles emerge from a distant shore,
In the footprints of dinosaurs, stories breathe,
An epic saga, where time and mystery seethe.
Majestic creatures, with scales and might,
Wandering through forests in soft moonlight,
In the lost world's theater, a grand display,
Footprints telling tales in a fossilized ballet.
Ancient wonders rise in the geological dance,
A lost world's legacy, a prehistoric trance,
In the whispers of wind and the rustling leaves,
Chronicles of the lost world, the heart believes.
Footprints in stone, a time-traveler's guide,
Where ancient wonders and dinosaurs coincide,
In the museum of Earth's vast history,
Chronicles of the lost world, an eternal mystery.
So, walk with reverence where giants trod,
In the footprints of dinosaurs, where history's awed,
Chronicles unfold in the rocks and the sands,
A testament to a lost world, forever stands.
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| Chronicles of the Lost World - In the Footprints of Dinosaurs and Ancient Wonders - Poem Lyrics in English |
In the shadows of time, where echoes softly unfurl,
Chronicles of the Lost World, where wonders swirl.
In the footprints of dinosaurs, on the ancient stage,
A poetic dance of eons, an enraptured page.
Beneath the emerald canopy, where ferns embrace,
The lost world whispers secrets, in a hushed grace.
Dinosaurs, titans of the primordial age,
Their footprints etched in stone, on history's page.
Through the misty veils of the prehistoric morn,
Chronicles unfold, where the ancients were born.
A land of mystery, where giants once roamed,
In the heart of the lost world, where history is combed.
Amongst the ruins of epochs, where time has cast its spell,
Ancient wonders beckon, a tale to tell.
In the lost world's tapestry, where myths entwine,
Legends of the past, in the rock and vine.
Footprints in the soil, a dance of the colossal,
In the lost world's ballad, where stories apostle.
Majestic creatures, in their ancient stride,
Chronicles unfold, where the restless tides.
Through the corridors of ages, where time's currents swirl,
Chronicles of the Lost World, an ancient pearl.
In the footprints of dinosaurs, on the primordial shores,
A poetic journey through time, where wonder explores.
So let the echoes linger, in the lost world's domain,
Chronicles written in stone, where echoes remain.
In the footprints of dinosaurs, in the twilight's glow,
Ancient wonders whisper, in a language we know.
In the hush of ancient echoes, where time's tale is unfurled,
Chronicles of the Lost World, in the footprints of dinosaurs twirled.
A dance of eons, a prehistoric ballet,
In the shadowy canyons, where mysteries lay.
Footprints etched in stone, like whispers of the past,
In the lost world's embrace, where memories cast.
Dinosaurs roamed, colossal and grand,
In the ageless tapestry, where epochs withstand.
Majestic landscapes, where giants once tread,
In the Chronicles of the Lost World, where legends are spread.
Fossils speak of epochs, where ancient wonders bloom,
In the heart of history's vault, where secrets loom.
Through the valleys and over peaks untold,
The lost world unfolds, a saga to behold.
In the symphony of time, where echoes resound,
Chronicles of the Lost World, on ancient ground.
Leaves of ferns, like pages turned,
In the footprints of giants, a history learned.
Mystical jungles and rivers that swirl,
In the Chronicles of the Lost World, where wonders unfurl.
Oh, to wander through time, in the steps of the colossal,
To feel the heartbeat of epochs, both mighty and docile.
In the ruins of eras, where ancient dreams are hurled,
Chronicles of the Lost World, in the shadows of a lost world.
So, let the whispers of the past be heard,
In the footprints of dinosaurs, let the tales be stirred.
In the dance of epochs, where wonders are unfurled,
Chronicles of the Lost World, in the heart of the ancient world.
