Darkness among the forest where creatures prepare to dance who knows where they came from they just appeared in a glance
Nymphs and fairies lilting their sweet chants to praise the night, in velvet veils my kingdom for a jester's wisdom the old king shouts in search of hales
The elfin folk know it's their last hour so they'll celebrate until they're done. some thousand years, some thousand stories shimmering past and we'll go on