Spinning around faster than you can go
Creating a lovely white glow
Burning brightly against the midnight sky
The reflection from their wings
Makes the ring burn bright
Listen closely, you can hear the voices
Of the lovely Fae sing
Thier own version of ring-around-the-rosie
As they swing around the ring
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ive seen this name before, Fae, put the a and e together, and you get an old futharc lettering and interesting word to say the least, but I think/hope i know its meaninf that you have for it now.