When faerie soul in mortal lies it burn’s too bright,
and swift the mortal die’s
but if it dwells for sixteen years
the choice is there to make-for joy
or tears if faerie turns to faerie true then Faerie soul,
is born anew if faerie lives ‘Neath mortal
sky then faerie soul
shall fade and die!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem