Leannan Sidhe

Deep in the woodland he first laid his gaze

Upon her silver skin

Stars in a crown lit her hair so fine

Her gown was brighter than the spring

Then she turned to him

How could he know?

When she held out her hand

Far away, in the distance

A bell rang

She laid a glamour upon him, calling him to this place

Where all of the world he had known to be true

Was gone, with never a trace

All of the charms she had gathered

All of those dreams she wove

They held him spellbound; he could not resist

From the moment he entered that grove

When she turned to him, he was lost

When she held out her hand

Far away in the distance

A bell rang