Come little
changeling, come out and play
Run fast little
changeling, it is time of the fay
What art thou
looking, little changeling?
Is it your mom and
dad?
Worry not, little
changeling
Nothing will go bad
You say that it will
happen again?
My, little changeling
I can feel your pain
But do not worry,
little changeling
With thee I will stay
To happy thee most
From all this we will
away
I know of a place where
winter is not
A place safe e’en to
the blind
And you find the ones
you sought
No fey will you find
If you want to enter,
all you must forgo
Free you will be of all your throes!
Now…wait!
Do not away from me,
little changeling!
It all for thy sake!
Wait… do not go…
Please... If it was yours
Away him from our wars
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