Timestamps: 00:00 | Lavender's Blue - English folk song 02:02 | A Dream Is a Wish Your Heart Makes - Ilena Woods 06:36 | Over the Rainbow - Judy Garland 09:22 | To the Fairies They Draw Near - Loreena McKennitt 12:55 | Barbie and the 12 Dancing Princesses Theme - Arnie Roth 17:17 | Once Upon a Dream - Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky, Mary Costa 20:04 | Beauty and the Beast - Angela Lansbury 22:47 | Just River the Riverbend - Judy Kuhn 25:34 | Some Day My Prince Will Come - Adriana Caselotti 27:28 | Singin' in the Rain - Gene Kelly 32:23 | Reflection - Lea Salonga 34:50 | Pure Imagination - Gene Wilder 39:10 | Once Upon a December - Liz Callaway 41:59 | Baby Mine - Betty Noyes 44:06 | Journey to the Past - Liz Callaway

I had the luxury of growing up near nature because my grandmother has a BIG beautiful garden and she had all sorts of flowers and statues outside. Tall nara trees were in every corner and beside them were banana and mango trees. We don’t have neighbors so I didn’t have kids to play with, and so I played with the faries and we’d decorate the statues, have picnics, pick mangoes, play house and avoid the dwarves. I know now that they don’t exist but I like to believe every now and then. Believing is like a thank you to the faries for making my childhood so happy.

I wish I had this childhood. I was always too edgy as a kid and too awkward as a teen to truly embrace my innocence and wonder. I'm glad I can have music like this to remind me that I still have these feelings.

I woke up with the sun in my eyes, nobody had woken yet. I was alone. So I decided to draw a beautiful garden full of fairies. Today, this playlist made me remember of my garden.

The Secret Garden vibes

The fact that I actually dreamed about an enchanted garden (which I treasured dearly) when I was a kid and this playlist existing just brings most of my childhood memories alot.I miss the time where I don't own a phone.

Childhood in a sentence: If you were convinced something was real, no one could tell you otherwise. I miss it. The magic, the dreams.

Raising five little woodland elves over here. So this one should come in real handy! Thx.

As someone who grew up with a mixture of heartfelt memories, great expectations placed upon them and family trauma that all made me into a very precocious child I often find people today telling me I seem significantly younger than I am. I don’t think it has to do with my looks so much as with me currently tapping into the innocence and wonder I would forsake as an actual child in order to be the little helper my siblings and mother needed at the time. Even today I still struggle with not people-pleasing and telling myself I can be both pure and headstrong but the little heroes and heroines in children’s books and movies always remind me to be myself and do what’s right ☺️

Hearing that song from the tinker bell movie while I was doing my makeup made me drop my brush. I haven't heard it in years. It came out as my parents were divorcing. It brought back so many memories. I will be saving this playlist for later.

I swear, nobody makes playlists like you do. I really wish there were more playlists like this, so here's hoping you make one or two more.

POV: You are the princess who used to dream in the palace gardens. You have grown and the burdens of aristocracy withered those blissful memories away. Whatever joy you've experienced slithered with your mother's passing at ten. At seventeen, your father fell ill. Now, you must to be wedded against your will to someday birth the future heir to the throne. It's overwhelming. The older you became, the more you've realize how bleak life can be. How trapped and miserable you feel. Your voice does not matter; you have to surrender every piece of yourself to the sake of keeping your dying line happy. You have to powder your face frequently to hold back the tears. Keep on being pretty and fake your smile to brighten strangers that regard you as nothing else but a doll. Who are you anymore? Where was that smile you've worn so proudly once upon a time? How have you transformed into a shell of your former self? Suddenly, you storm out of your room in your undergarments and petticoat. You turn a deaf ear to any calls. You run out to the gardens. It has been years since you have strolled outside. It brings you a hint of relief. Maybe nostalgia as well. You hear the maids, and decide to wander farther away, and farther. Until you find a maze. Strange... you don't recall this part of the field. But you want to stray away from the palace, at least for a while. You walk inside. Nearly with confidence, as if you have traveled here before. The hedges are decorated with daisies. Hmm, you loved daisies... You see forget-me-nots, baby's breaths, and morning glories riddling the walls. Cersis dangle at the end of the maze, and behind it: light. Once you push past the redbuds, your eyes are invaded with color and vibrancy. Your bare feet touch lush green pasture. Bellflowers, roses, peonies, marigolds, lavender, and carnations welcome you. Seeds of dandelions tickle near your face. The song of birds serenade your perceptions as you walk further and behold the great magnolia trees. Is this a dream? You stroll further. You see little creature with intricate wings peeking from the flowers. Some dance around you. Some of them are singing. When you look above, an aureola graces the skies. Sweet fragrance fills your nose. A warm, comforting sensation runs fills your senses. Somehow, this mystical garden becomes familiar to you. Yes, this is the place you used to dream of as a child: your sanctuary. It is more beautiful in reality than it was in your imagination. You feel yourself becoming younger and alive. You smile and giggle for the first time as you gaze at your creation. Feet twist around as you waltz with nature. Your skirt flutters with your spinning. You undo your updo and let your hair sway freely. You sing with the birds and fairies. Butterflies kiss your lips. Then, a soothing, familiar voice resounds behind you. You beam as you hear them say, "Welcome back, Your Majesty." (I love the playlist. It's so nostalgic, and it feels like a follow-up to the dreaming princess POV.)

I think this may be my favourite playlist yet… absolutely love the old-Disney vibes

fun fact: the melody of the song “once upon a dream” originally comes from the music for the 19th-century ballet “the sleeping beauty”

When I was younger I had an imaginary world in my mind. I would close my eyes and meet up with my friends of that world. It felt real to me, we went for adventures a lot. Sometimes when I see shapes in the clouds or patterns on walls that resembles dragons,people and fairies I would give them names and make them characters in my imaginary world. But when I reached 8th grade I got into depression and I never went to that amazing world again. As I grew older I eventually forgot about that place. It didn't even come to me as a thought anymore. This Playlists reminds me of my innocence when the world had not corrupted me yet. I miss all those feelings. I wish I could see and feel the world as I did when I was 5 just one more time even for a couple of minutes.

*In the melancholic strains of sad, sentimental music, I find solace in the shared experience of human fragility, as each chord resonates with the universal ache of the soul*

*POV:* I stand on Grandmother Marybelle’s steps. Poor, deceased, Grandmother Marybelle. I don’t remember her much, we live far away from her and my father and her aren’t on very good terms. The only time I saw her I was really too young to remember. We had inherited Grandmother Marybelle’s old, magnificent house. Even though my Grandmother wasn’t too fond of my mother after she had gone and married Father, she was her only living child so she gave her house to her, and I have come to inspect it and explore it for myself. I picked up my brown calico skirt and walked up the steps and stepped on the porch. I took the keys out of my coat pocket and unlocked the white door. I stepped in the house and was rather astonished by the magnificence of the house. The air had that feeling that can make you tell it has not been inhabited for at least 2 weeks. I took off my coat and put it away. Everything was still here, the portraits, paintings, furniture, and it all belonged to Father, Mother, and I. It was rather amazing to think about. I was accustomed to rather plain, poorer settings as my family was not very well to do. I roamed around the house, poking my head in the rooms, some empty, most not. After about an hour of exploring, I decided to go outdoors. I stepped outside and breathed in the air. It was humid out, not the pleasantest weather, and the air was rather heavy. I looked before me and saw lots of overgrown weeds, flowers, and scattered trees. Mother told me that the gardens were rather marvelous when she grew up and would tell me with a smile on her face how she and her older brother, God rest his soul, would play and have jolly times there. I continued and walked around. Now, to understand this I must tell you a back story. When I was younger, I was a queer child. Or at least, according to my father’s sisters, Aunt Cecily, Aunt Elizabeth, and Aunt Beatrix. I was quiet, often in a daydream, and would have my little head stuck in a book most of the time. I also had reoccurring dreams, such odd but fanciful little dreams. One of them was such a lovely little dream. It was where I would see a brown wooden gate, open it, and enter into the dreamiest, loveliest garden you ever saw. Roses covering the fences, a small fountain in the middle, A old (still sturdy) tree with a swing on it, a little bench hanging on two ropes. Green, green grass and I would run around and frolic. I had this dream at least seven times, and it still entertained me to muse on nowadays as a young woman. I skipped, walked, stopped to smell the flowers, would examine the gardens, think of how much prettier I could make this place, and as I was walking, I stopped. Right before my eyes, was the exact brown wooden gate I had dreamed about as a child. Must be a coincidence. I thought. Still, curious, I opened the gate. It was a bit stuck and it took me a minute to open it, but when I did, I was astonished. *It was the exact same garden.* The same roses, the same garden, the same green grass. It was the exact same! A rush of adrenaline ran through my blood. I squealed and ran around, not caring that I was probably considered too old by many to frolic in such manner. After I was exhausted I laid down and was mystified, trying to wrap my mind over this. I was mystified, but content. I knew I never wanted to leave this place. Oh, wait until Mother hears about this! Guess who had to write this twice because I accidentally deleted this 😁✌️ Anyways, I don't write often so bear with me i’m sorry it wasn’t too good! Thank you Mary Wang for helping me figure out how to get this on KZfaq- (I wrote in on Google Docs so it wouldn't be deleted again) If anybody has any feedback, criticism, or corrections please let me know I'd love to hear and improve my writing! Thanks for reading!

i heard barbie and the twelve dancing princesses and my heart screamed nostalgia also to the fairies they draw near....you just dug into the pits of everyone's childhood (thanks I really needed it today)

I was in class when the premiere happened. It made me sad, but now I can enjoy it while refresh my mind after this busy day. Thank you again, ultravclet. It would be awsome to talk with you in the chat again! (E eu amei as músicas da Disney, me deu uma nostalgia pesada de quando sabia toda de cor)

There is nothing old Disney songs cannot fix. Loved it.❤

Thanks! Just listened to the 39:10 and "Once Upon a December - Liz Callaway" started unexpectedly... I danced the waltz to this song at my school graduation

Omg i am in love with this pov. I remember when i was a little girl in her 7 watching movies from Disney, now i still watching them but i cry😭💞

this playlist should be called you're Barbie in the early 2000's, my fav so far, please do a barbie inspired one next

why do i feel like a princess in cottagecore castle daydreaming about the pretty headmaid as im staying in the enchanted garden i found in my dreams while im literally crying about algebra

You included many of my favorite songs! This playlist brings such good vibes and thank you for including Barbie! The 12 Dancing Princesses theme is one of my favorites!

literally my comfort songs !! this feels like it was made for me I love it so so much

Tinker Bell vibes

I'm writing a short book inspired by my own childhood: my beautiful friendship with my siblings and cousins, and how we would escape from our parents' drama and into our own play-pretend world. I'm the eldest and I used to tell them stories when we were younger. Two of them, and most notably, are The Magic Faraway Tree by Enid Blyton and Alice's Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll, which will greatly inspire this story.

when I'm dead inside and feels like I want to be whimsical, I play this

The definition of perfection. I can imagine the private garden I would love to have, full of flowers, pine trees and sunlight. It feels like a dream, a place where you can go to when you fall asleep. Thank you so much for this work of art!

everything was going fine, but Over the Rainbow makes me cry (and I don't know if it's good or bad)

Imagine writing a book about it.......

My heart is full

Wow this is weird, I've just finished a book with this exact vibe (The Starless Sea) Also that fourth song almost made me cry it reminded me so much of my childhood 😢

Amazing playlist The nostalgia hits hard with this one ;)

Light pours from above like dripping honey, cascading its warmth through my hair and onto my bare skin. I pass over fallen leaves, feeling their textures between my toes and allowing it to ground my body and quiet my mind. The melodic voices of my morning companions ring out through the forest trees, as lovely an awakening as I could ask for, lulling me gently out of my sleepy state in familiar greeting. It’s as if they know me. The dark-haired girl who has returned yet again, treading softly with the riding of the sun. To observe. To rest. To learn. To become. I belong here.

When I was a child , like the girl in the thumb nail I used to just sit amongst the flowers and just look at them . I still do.

Why does 12:55 bring me so much comfort when I hear it?

40 seconds in and already love it. Thank you for this :)

This reminded me of my childhood when I was very young, I used to go to my great grandparents home in the countryside and they owned a field full of wildflowers and horses and I would see the horses while just chilling in the grass with flowers and also LEA SALONGA!! Shes amazing

The playlist is everything I ever needed. Thank you so much :)

Can you add the Rosemary and Thyme theme tune (by Christopher Gunning) to this? It definitely embodies this vibe!

This playlist made me happy and nostalgic of my childhood 🥲

I LOVE YOUR FUCKING PLAYLIST NAMES. THEY ARE AMAZING. NEVER STOP. tHANK YOU. AMAZING.

Oh wow, this playlist if filled with some classics I adored as a child. I was obsessed with the classic Cinderella movie and the Barbie and the 12 Dancing Princesses, the ball music and classical music always felt like a dream.

I love this!! Thank you so much❤

Next POV: You're a young woman, following a blue ball of light in the middle of the woods at night.

you are the best at making playlists. love them a lot

This list rocked from A to Z.

Have saved to eventually mediate on my Alice in wonderland themed playing cards with quotes on them

Intense and surreal nostalgia activated

made me feel nostalgic in a new way, thank you

Yes!! More magical stuff for my study time! ✨✨💖 (And you added 12 Dancing Princesses 👏 🩰 😭 it’s my childhood)

Copolla's Secret Garden from 1993 was always my favorite and saving grace. I've dreamed about being friend with Mary Lennox. I still do.

absolute favorite

Okay why is it making me emotional

Oh wow you gave me something I never thought I needed

i love these- it sounds so-

Songs you pick is amazing and touching.

This feels so magical 😍😍😍

imagine visiting your grandma in and old victorian village and then finding a key in an old book in a secret closet in a secret room and then finding a rusty gate in the forest then the key fits and you find an abandoned greenhouse surrounded by gardens of overgrown rare flowers that you've never seen irl and aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa fukc-

ah, childhood, a beautiful definition.

Cant wait for spring again and laying in the sun with this Playlist

POV: You are transported into a Claude Monet painting….

love this playlist!!

YOU ARE SO AMAZING BESTIE

Me encanta demasiadooo💖

I was that one kid who believed in fairies,Celics any mythical creatures you can think of who loves nature and here I am still loving nature and looks mythical stuff!

this is beautiful.

Beautiful. Thank you

🤩 thank you !

This is my favourite playlist so far ;u;

how lovely, 60s vibes...🥀

Listened while baking w grandma & she loved it as well ❤❤

Iam in love with your channel. I just discovered you... Thank you Thank you Thank you❤️

I just spend 30 minutes writing about what feelings these musics give me.

Thank you ❤️❤️❤️

Love this playlist😊

I am suddenly in Cinderella's world. Rural France, king's palace, handsome prince and rather odd friends and loneliness 😢

Wow love this songs 💕🦋

I love your playlist so much🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰❤️

como eu amo essa vibe classic Disney

I recently went on vacation and every time i walked to the beach, there was an arch of leaves, they looked like they were waiting for someone to walk in. I keep thinking abt that arch.

100% love

please, I beg you, do it also in the Italian version... it would be magnificently wonderful!🙏🏻💕

May I ask for the name of the painting? The link int he description doesn’t seem to work for me :(

🎄✨💞

Can You Make "POV: you are 15 meter Titan"

Can someone tell me whose version is the Lavender Blue song?

Hey Ultra and gang, I need me a playlist or song suggestions plz. Upbeat existential crisis stuff like smashing pumpkins or talking heads. I've got some early 00' nostalgia like new soul and fireflies. Also Mr. Blue sky is on there. Anybody got any more?

I've been trying to find this version of lavenders blue everywhere can somebody please tell me who sang it?

seria meu sonho?

Is dat a weed garden? 🤔

#111 reminds me of my next life's childhood romance. 💕And the healing my love and I will do in this life.🕊️

One day this channel will be deleted for copyright abuse and that will be a good day indeed.