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They are thought

To be all gone

Or waned, mere memories

Beneath the blazing Sun

But what if

What if

The autumn is laying woods to sleep

With the gentle touch of thick pale fog

Softly floating all around

A group of walkers wondering

How far they have been wandering

Just heard far beyond the misty veil

Some dulcet sounds

“May this trail

Lead us to the ones who are singing there

Let’s take this path to the unknown

See who’s hiding in the fog”

Lost and blind in the fog they carry on

Following the hidden forest trail

Far beyond the misty veil

Into the heart of woods

Where that sweet music’s born

Though this woodland seemed to be forlorn

Come here, my friends, and see what`s happening

Believe it is not a dream

See the Elves dancing among the trees

Singing in the autumn mists

Singing in the autumn mists

There we were walking in the misty woods of autumn gloom

With thick pale fog slowly covering the ground

Blinded and wondering and lost we kept on wandering

Until just by chance we got into the elven land

Welcome to the elven autumn festival