Entrée – The Elven King

Darkness among the forest
where creatures prepare to dance
who knows where they came from
they just appeared in a glance
Nymphs and fairies lilting their sweet chants
to praise the night, in velvet veils
my kingdom for a jester´s wisdom
the old king shouts in search of hales
The elfin folk know it´s their last hour
so they´ll celebrate until they´re done.
some thousand years, some thousand stories
shimmering past and we´ll go on