[Verse] Golden rays on ancient soil Whispers in the olive trees A sunrise painting skies with oil Echoes carried on the breeze [Verse] Cobblestone streets wake from the night Bird songs dance through silent air Morning light so soft and bright Brings a warmth beyond compare [Chorus] Morning Cyprus comes alive With a glow that never lies Magic in each waking hour Underneath the endless skies [Verse] Harbors greet the boats anew Fishermen with tales to tell Market stalls with fruits to view Where the freshest stories dwell [Bridge] Mountains kiss the waking clouds Valleys hum a morning tune In the fields A farmer plows Chasing dreams beneath the moon [Chorus] Morning Cyprus comes alive With a glow that never lies Magic in each waking hour Underneath the endless skies