I’ll take you to a fairy glade
Within a wooded place.
Here, where a waterfall cascades,
You may see a fairy face.
They dwell within an enchanted glen
Surrounded by green trees,
With mossy rocks and water clear,
And the lightest, sweetest breeze.
Promise that you’ll make no sound.
Step carefully as you go.
There are limestone rocks and tiny caves
Where limpid waters flow.
Wild garlic grows within these woods.
Listen! Fairy voices call.
The Queen of Fairies, Janet, lives
In the cave behind the fall.
Sunshine strikes through leafy trees.
See, there upon the moss,
The tiny creatures play and bathe
In peace at Janet’s Foss.