From the depths of Hell
comes Demon in the night
From high above Heaven
comes Angel of the light
The balance thus restore
From the two being
comes the people
so beautiful none can compare
with wings of speed
& light of feet
Beautiful & devious all in one
Always they like to dance
If ever you fall in love with one
Look for the Mark on their thigh
A crescent moon of red
That the mark of the Royal House
Beware you may be lost forever
As to what the people is
You may have guess
Tis fairy i speak of.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem, the flow takes you along very smoothly...