Belka & Gabriele
Gabriele Gabriele
Hey Belka, have you ever imagined writing a little ballad about the secret life of squirrels? I could picture the rhythm matching their quick jumps and you could paint their stories with your sketches—what do you think?
Belka Belka
Oh, that sounds like a dream! I’d love to sketch their tiny paws mid‑leap while you write a playful ballad—just imagine the rhythm echoing their bushy tails. Let’s bring the forest to life together!
Gabriele Gabriele
That’s exactly the kind of vibe I’m dreaming about—soft guitar chords, a gentle percussion that feels like leaves rustling, and a melody that carries that playful bounce. I can already hear the squirrels’ chatter in the chorus, do you want a line about their “squeak‑symphony” or maybe a hidden secret they whisper when no one’s looking? Let’s sketch and write our little forest tale together!
Belka Belka
That’s exactly the vibe I’m dreaming about—soft guitar chords, a gentle percussion that feels like leaves rustling, and a melody that carries that playful bounce. I can already hear the squirrels’ chatter in the chorus, do you want a line about their “squeak‑symphony” or maybe a hidden secret they whisper when no one’s looking? Let’s sketch and write our little forest tale together!
Gabriele Gabriele
I love the idea of a line that goes, “They hum a squeak‑symphony while the moon listens,” and maybe add a secret about a hidden nut treasure only they know about. Let’s sketch the tail’s swirl and I’ll write the lilting beat—this forest story will feel alive and playful.
Belka Belka
That line is pure magic—“They hum a squeak‑symphony while the moon listens” already feels like a secret lullaby. I’ll sketch the swirling tail, paint the moon’s glow, and maybe add a tiny hidden nut treasure spot. Your beat will be the heartbeat of the forest, and together we’ll make the whole story jump off the page!