Little Red Riding Hood-安静的弦

[Intro] [Wind] [Soft forest rustling] [Verse 1 - Male, Intimate] Morning mist winds round the stone path’s bend Red ribbon tied in the little girl’s hair end She carries a wicker basket filled with treats To see her sick grandma deep in the trees [Verse 1 - Female, Wistful] Pine needles dot her skirt with dewy streaks Forest breeze hums soft right by her cheeks Behind an oak a shadow peeks and waits Amber eyes hold plans behind its gates [Pre-Chorus - Male] Old woods got tricks along the trail Wolf’s footsteps chase where her skirt may sail [Pre-Chorus - Female] The innocent girl can’t spot the tale Sweet words are wrapped in lies to veil [Chorus - Duet, Warm] Red scarf floats through the green wood’s veil [Hook: Catchy] Little Red Riding Hood walks the trail Truth and lies both live in the gaze Hard to tell which face is just a charade [Verse 2 - Male, Intimate] She pushes the door; grandma’s pillow’s askew Wrinkled face, rough voice pretending it’s true “My grandma, why are your eyes so big and bright?” The wolf says: “So I can see you better, my light.” [Verse 2 - Female, Wistful] “Then why are those sharp teeth such a fearsome sight?” The wolf drops the act and lunges in spite Right then the hunter happens to pass the door His blade cuts through the fog of the wicked lore [Pre-Chorus - Male] Old woods got tricks along the trail Evil’s own tail can’t hide its fail [Pre-Chorus - Female] The innocent girl wakes to the tale Justice draws near beside the trap’s veil [Chorus - Duet, Warm] Red scarf floats through the green wood’s veil [Hook: Catchy] Little Red Riding Hood walks the trail The villain’s fake mask is torn and pale Sunlight spills again on mossy rail [Bridge - Male & Female, Bittersweet] Fairy tales aren’t all sweet, happy scenes Hearts hold dark spots and gentle means Learn to tell fake warmth from honest gleam Don’t let your true heart fall into the stream [Chorus - Duet, Anthemic] Red scarf floats through the green wood’s veil [Hook: Catchy] Little Red Riding Hood walks the trail Down winding roads through danger’s gale Keep your pure heart and press ahead without fail [Outro: Fading] [Wind] [Soft forest rustling]