The fairies who laugh in the warm summer sun

And the fairies who laugh in the snow

Are speaking of trails and telling the tales

From a very long time ago

The unicorns prance and the unicorns dance

Beneath a pale silvery moon

They speak of the mothers, the sisters and brothers

And of the lovers who swoon

The dragons they fly and the dragons they sigh

And from their throats gurgles a flame

To see what they might in the firelight

But never to point any blame

Foxes hunt and owls hoot

And the spirits have come to give fright

As the wolves howl, out on the prowl

On this, a most magical night