SHOWING OFF ON THE SPRINGs ZEPHYR-CREST
Dawn’s dewdrops form a breathtaking lake
for the sunrise fairy who joys in a swim.
Far from shore, where problems well,
tears rise as fog, ferries in daffodil sun.
For the sunrise fairy who joys in a swim,
spied by the charming boy-next-foxglove,
tears rise as fog, ferries in daffodil sun.
She blushes pink petals as wings draw closer.
Spied by the charming boy-next-foxglove,
showing off on the Spring’s zephyr-crest.
She blushes pink petals as wings draw closer,
flashes a timid smile, beckons come hither.
Showing off on the Spring’s zephyr-crest,
crush swimming in air, backstroking, diving.
Flashes a timid smile, beckons come hither -
she’s snared this bird of jove.
Crush swimming in air, backstroking, diving.
Sunrise has seen him before and his antics.
She’s snared this bird of jove.
He believes his dreams are coming true.
Sunrise has seen him before and his antics,
Far from shore, where problems well.
He believes his dreams are coming true.
Dawn’s dewdrops form a breathtaking lake.
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