Léanan Sídhe
Reilly/F.D. Reilly/MacKillop
Deep in the woodland he first laid his gaze
Upon her silver skin
Stars in a crown lit her hair so fine
Her gown was brighter than the spring
Then she turned to him, how could he know
When she held out her hand
Far away, in the distance
A bell rang
She laid a glamour upon him, calling him to this place
Where all of the world he had known to be true
Was gone, with never a trace
All of the charms she had gathered
all of those dreams she wove
They held him spellbound; he could not resist
From the moment he entered that grove
When she turned to him, he was lost
When she held out her hand
Far away in the distance
A bell rang