Faeries from Faery Wheel by Stark Levity, Balladir, Marya Stark

talk in a hush voice they might hear you
anytime the moon gets this way i go

fiddle liddle lover inda way, into double oh
fay to the four corners we go
fetid ever-light, inda way, inta canticle
fay to the four fates "fit flint foe!"

one coulda done what two did, crooked
two coulda run but two couldn'ta done what
four and a half did, lifted the bath
lifted the babe by the pull of the path
three fae to feed him, three fae to read him
three fae to fold his little white hat!

could he want a candy cane? could he want a cream?
could he want a fable? could he want a coolie tree?
could he want a gavel? could he want a cake or tea?
could he want? could he want?
what could he want could he want?

talk in a hush voice, they might hear you
anytime the moon gets this way i go

i heard a secret ring from a mountain
anytime the moon gets this way i go

fiddle liddle lover inda way, into double oh
fay to the four corners we go
fetid ever-light, inda way, inta canticle
fay to the four fates "fit flint foe!"

i no fay though, i am a bone thing
teeth tongue liver i've heard not seen

oh my, fiddle-i-knockin
inkla-ninagin inagin oh x4

fowles in the frith, fishes in the flood
and i mon waxe wode for best of bone and blood

fowles in the frith, fishes in the flood
and i mon waxe wode, i mon waxe wode

muche sorwe i walk with
muche sorwe i walk with
for best of bone and blood
for best of bone and blood

birds will find the forest fair
fishes fill the sea and i shall go mad
for sorrow walks with me
birds will find the forest fair
fishes fill the sea and i shall go mad
i shall go mad

muche sorwe i walk with
muche sorwe i walk with
for best of bone and blood
for best of bone and blood

j'entend le moulin, ticki ticki talka...

• Folk
• Grass Valley