During the nice and waiting night,
Fairies and sprites in the moonlight
Dance on the hill, sing for the Spring
And pick some daffodils shimmering and shining.
Along the night, below the moon,
Elves and dryads dream in the bloom
Of elder trees, white in the breeze,
And sing the daffodils shimmering and shining.
And in the end of the calm night,
Elves and dryads clad all in white,
Fairies and sprites cease all singing
And dream of daffodils shimmering and shining.
©eryndel