Moonshine & Buben
Moonshine Moonshine
Buben Buben
Moonshine Moonshine
You ever think about how a quiet forest keeps its own drumbeat, humming under the trees, waiting for someone with a good rhythm to notice?
Buben Buben
Yeah, the forest’s own beat is the sweetest rhythm, man. Those trees are just waiting for someone to drop a groove that matches their hum. If I bring my sticks, the whole woods could turn into a living drum circle. Who’s ready to make the trees sway?
Moonshine Moonshine
Sounds wild, but keep the rhythm gentle so you don’t scare the squirrels. Bring those sticks, and let the woods do the rest.
Buben Buben
Alright, smooth vibes only—no squirrel scare tactics. Sticks are on standby, ready to tap that mellow groove. Let the forest do the dancing, and we’ll just keep the beat flowing.
Moonshine Moonshine
Nice, just keep the beat low and the breeze on the side, and the trees will tap along without a single squirrel in sight.