Precious Maiden
Precious Maiden flowing in your frills
will you, one day, come through my hills?
Will you let my whispering winds play with your lace
and make you giggle as it caresses your face?
I am the spirit of the forest, and you, Precious Maiden,
the only one my love has chosen
So don't be afraid and come closer
in your beautiful gown
I'll let you go before dawn
Before everything gets harder...
Voila un petit poème de ma composition, en anglais car c'est plus facile pour moi d'exprimer ces choses ainsi^^