Aaaaannh, eeeeeh, the forest hums,
Where ancient trees beat like distant drums.
Whispers of wind through the leaves cascade,
A symphony in this twilight glade.

Moonlight spills on the dewy moss,
Where fireflies dance, their paths crisscross.
In this realm where shadows play,
Magic breathes at the end of day.

Through fern and flower, I wander deep,
Where secrets of the earth softly sleep.
The owl’s eyes gleam, wise and bright,
A guardian of the velvet night.

Aaaaannh, eeeeeh, the dawn draws near,
But the echoes of the forest I still hear.
In the hush of morning, I find my way,
Carrying the night’s enchantment into day.