Thus little winged creatures fly
to the moon and through the sky
fairies work no time for play
thus now comes the brack of day
the fairies stay tucked away
night comes once more
then the fairies come to finish their work

Hear is winter then the spring
then the princess fairy spreads her wings
she comes to find a new love then
the seasons start all over again

Ireland

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