Night settles down on the treetops,
Blue shadows dance as they grow,
Softly the whispering woods call us home,
Wind sings a lullaby low.
Foxes curl up in their burrows,
Owls blink their eyes in the dark,
Pixies and fairies and elves make their way,
All to their homes in the park.
Blankets of moss in the moonlight,
Nestle you gently to sleep,
Under the branches of evergreen trees,
Dreams in the shadows will creep.
Silver mist drifts through the forest,
Stars twinkle far in the sky,
Moonbeams are weaving a magical tale,
Cradling you as you lie.
Soon you will sail down the river,
Drifting on pillows of cloud,
Safe in the arms of the whispering woods,
Dreams will be gentle and proud.
Forest lullaby Лесная колыбельная
© Copyright: Александр Повшенко, 2025
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