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The evening was cool, the shadows were long, When from the forest I heard a song. The voice sang of beasts on the ground and birds in the sky, of deep waters and mountains so high, of wild horses running free, of little animals that live in a tree. Through the forest I followed the little voice And it seemed that I had no chioce, Because she called me and I had to go. And who sang? I wanted to know. It was already dark when I saw her at last - A little fairy dancing on the soft grass. The stars were shining in her face And the forest seemed such a beautiful place. I went to her and she looked at me And at that moment it all cea