Cinderellas Tale AI Song

Verse 1 In a house of shadows, where the ashes lie, Lived a girl named Aschenputtel, with a heart that could fly. Her stepmother's cruelty, like a storm in the night, But deep in her sorrow, she held on to the light. Chorus Oh, Aschenputtel, rise from the dust, With a heart made of gold and a spirit so just. From the grave of your mother, the dove calls your name, In the dance of the night, you’ll reclaim your fame. Verse 2 Three nights at the ball, in a dress spun from dreams, With each step she took, she ignited moonbeams. But as midnight approached, she slipped from his gaze, Leaving behind a golden shoe in a magical haze. Chorus Oh, Aschenputtel, rise from the dust, With a heart made of gold and a spirit so just. From the grave of your mother, the dove calls your name, In the dance of the night, you’ll reclaim your fame. Bridge The stepsisters schemed with their hearts full of greed, But their wickedness bloomed like a dark, twisted seed. With blood on their heels and their beauty betrayed, The doves brought justice; their cruel games were played. Verse 3 Now the prince knows her heart and her true gentle grace, Aschenputtel stands tall in her rightful place. With love as her armor and courage to spare, She forgives and she rises; her spirit laid bare. Chorus Oh, Aschenputtel, rise from the dust, With a heart made of gold and a spirit so just. From the grave of your mother, the dove calls your name, In the dance of the night, you’ll reclaim your fame. Outro So remember her story when darkness descends, For kindness and courage will always transcend. Aschenputtel’s tale is one for us all— From ashes to glory, we’ll rise when we fall.