[FREE] Morad type beat x Jul type beat "Immigrant"

[FREE] Morad type beat x Jul type beat "Immigrant"
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BPM: 140
KEY: Dm
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(Verse 1) Beneath the sky, I crossed the sea, In search of hope, a place to be free, Left behind the life I'd known, In this new land, I'll make my own. (Chorus) Immigrant heart, wandering soul, Carrying memories, making me whole, Building a future, from the start, Proudly wearing an immigrant's heart. (Verse 2) The streets are strange, the language new, But I'll find my way, I'll push on through, Through the struggles, the sweat and tears, I'll conquer doubts, conquer fears. (Bridge) I may be far from where I'm from, But in my heart, I'm not undone, I bring traditions, stories old, To weave into this land, to mold. (Chorus) Immigrant heart, wandering soul, Carrying memories, making me whole, Building a future, from the start, Proudly wearing an immigrant's heart. (Outro) So here I stand, with head held high, In this new home, beneath this sky, With every step, I play my part, Forever carrying an immigrant's heart.In the city of lights, where the music flows, We dance through the night, where the passion grows. Neon lights above, reflecting in your eyes, In this moment with you, every doubt dies. We ride through the streets, in the heart of Paris, Lost in the rhythm, nothing can embarrass. Underneath the stars, we find our way, Through the winding alleys, we sway and play. Feel the beat in your chest, let it guide you tonight, In the city of dreams, where our spirits take flight. Lost in the music, we move in perfect sync, In this moment with you, my heart starts to think.

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