In the fields painted with gold
Beneath the summer sky
A crowd will gather full of cheer
For the celebrations draw nigh
With a twist and a twirl and many fun shouts
All gathered will rush about
Leaving behind all worry and doubt
As the summer dance has begun
Oh so lively and fun.
Sing and dance beneath the stars
Without a care or worry
The fair folk come to join us here
Nothing here to fear.
We dance about from dusk till dawn
Then the fair folk are all gone
Was it a dream or was it real?
Really who shall know

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