In Ashenvale Forest beyond the rivers’ streams,
There dwell the night elves in their endless dreams.
There dance the night elves and sing along,
To ancient rhymes and a mystical song.
From Ashenvale Forest the world they screen,
To Eversong Woods in crystal green.
Their souls strong, their eyes bright,
One of them, Elune, is blessed with light.
A goddess named by the people of the moon,
Enchanting light engulfs Elune.
At night she sneaks in the Woods of Eversong,
Where she calls the moon to cast its light so long.
Among the lilacs and silver leaves,
Forgetting all of the demons’ grieves.
Under the stars, under the blessed World Tree,
She dances so lightly, so gently, so free.
Her skin so shiny like moonlight beam,
As fair and bright as an elvish dream.
Her gentle arms, her flawless feet,
In harmony they part and meet.
She is the one, my goddess of the moon,
She is my love, my everything, Elune.
By Finity... :back: (Love yaaaaaaaaa... :wub