Captivating beauty in the dance of the elves 1
Shimmering creatures of light
Dusk slowly descenced 2
A mother made haggard by age
Still seeking the trail
She follows the trails in the mattress of moss
A bolster3 without life
See them, follow them tonight
The elves are dancing on moon-drenched meadows 4
The ground is coated in silver by the garb of sorcery
A colouring of light that entrances and lures
Sounds of a song with pleading words
Lost souls floating like fog
Weaved into the game of the elves 5
The mourning mother pray on her knees 6
The children of the forest is here.
See them, follow them tonight
The elves are dancing on moon-drenched meadows
The ground is coated in silver by the garb of sorcery
A colouring of light that entrances and lures
Sounds of a song with pleading words

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