Birds would sing and fox would dance
With the moonlight and her radiant glow
But tonight ran stiff the silence and trance
As at morn' the sun will shine no more
A curse done by the ruthless witch,
Who sat and laughed, side by side the wolves
What should be said, maybe a trick?
Or shall we send in the men on hooves?
But no forces can penetrate her black,
No creature can fool the immortal howls.
Not the Eagle, not the lion or the hawk,
Not even the endless stares of owls.
Still the gallows dug deep inside the secrets,
Of the crystal forests and their queen.
Voice like a million angels, blue light She emits
Carrying the spirit of the forests where she has been.

So fairies called upon her,
Showing both heart and soul,
Rising from the river,
She brought with her a glow.
Eyes like the green of trees,
Hands like the creator's.
But within her lied true beauty,
Drawn with crystal tears.

She saw the blackness stood so still,
She saw the dull looks of her friends.
Knowing once more She must ****,
For the sun to rise again.

Anger and much sorrow,
Must She end to start?
Younger grew the glow.
B.ut broken was Her heart.

So She ended this curse with Her magic,
And light shone through the trees.
And though Her life was true bleak,
She found pleasure as they were free.
Now the birds do sing and fox do dance,
And She returned back home to rest.
Throwing crystal chimes and at last,
Sunshine in the Crystal Forest.