Hush-a-bye, dear brothers I will tell A tale of truth A story about my trials
First, I met a young maiden She was locked up in a tower She told to me about how her hair Came from a magical healing flower. And so we both ran from the tower We danced in the grass and she braided my hair Then away we go the meadows She sang from her heart I can hear it flow everywhere I swear this to you This tale is fair
Second, I met a viking But *shhh* don’t tell mum or dad For he was not a savage or brute In fact he’s a gentle sweet lad Cause we soared all the way up the sky Touching the clouds and riding a dragon Then he showed the way to the mountains He showed me the ways Of the dragons and their point of views I swear this to you This is all true
And last but not least, I met him He was young, courageous, and free His hair reassembled that of snow But he said soon he had to leave But yet we still played in the snow We made a few snowmen and sled through hill And then fought with the snowballs against ourselves
And then came the time to part ways And say our goodbyes I swear this to you They’re not all lies
I wish they would always come back But I know I will never see them again I still yearn for the day they return And she’ll sing, and he’ll bring his scaly friends And the boy with the snow, I will see him again We’ll dance and we’ll fly, and we’ll play until we fall.
And that’s my tale my brothers The time comes now to dream For there’s adventure in store For you