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Whoopsie tosiaan. Oli menyt lahjakkaasti toinen säkeistö hanurilleen. Mutta tässä nyt varsinainen.. Ja ei - viimeisestä ei puutu mitään.
 
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Between the golden leaves
she lived there in the trees.
A humble home with garden so tidy
was not a burden for the tall and mighty.
 
Oaks there were, some chestnuts too;
the willow white, a birch or two.
With strongest arms protection they gave her -
in this world with no night forever she would linger.
 
The first she was to see the spring:
strange gladness it was that made her heart sing;
sing songs of the blissful harmony around
and the ancient oath to which she was bound.
 
For she was the one to be found ever after
bringing the world all it's joy and laughter.
Without her guidence there only would be
pain, sadness and moan: a deep misery.
 
One day blue wings her gave the Earth:
a desire for new, but what was it worth?
The fairy forgot her oath and bliss
- the very things she in the days yet to come would miss.
 
She left the forest, her garden, her home
for only to know she was alone.
There were no adventures, not one to look back:
the happiness destroyed had left such a lack.
 
"My dearest sun, oh will you not
farely judge my fate's tight knot
as a load too hard for me to bear
and show me a way more easy and fair?"
 
But the sun had gone to sleep.
With darkness around she began to weep.
 
"My dearest moon, pale child of nigh!
Guide my way back with your coldest light.
For should you now fail me, should I go wrong,
the End would bring you down too - others along."
 
The moon was wide awake, but oh!
The Weather-witch wicked wouldn't let him show
a ray of light, nor enlightened path.