Redfern on a hill, whistling in dulcimer breeze

Elven maid strumming to a forgotten tune

She remembers only from a grandmother’s lullaby

Before Men came to ignorantly burn and chop

Fairies played tag between golden towering trees

Exotic birds belted song to bring in sunny days

And great beasts drank in clear waters at the edge

Now there’s only a single tree swaying in sad silence

But Elves have long memories and the bard plays on

Remembering days when magic and heroism won