Now in These Fairylands

Now in these fairylands, gather your weary hands

Close to your breast and be at rest

Now in these silences, lean to the cadences

Moulding their grace to the lines of your face

Now at the end of all, loveliest friend of all

All things are yours in the peace that endures

Flowers and butterflies, dewdrops in grass

Suddenly quiet as painted glass

Fishes of emerald dive for the moon

Whose silver is stained by the peacock lagoon

Now that it's evening and sailing weather

Let us set out for this dream together

Now in these fairylands, gather your weary hands

Close to your breast and be at rest

Now in these silences, lean to the cadences

Moulding their grace to the lines of your face

Now at the end of all, loveliest friend of all

All things are yours in the peace that endures

Flowers and butterflies, dewdrops in grass

Suddenly quiet as painted glass

Fishes of emerald dive for the moon

Whose silver is stained by the peacock lagoon

Now that it's evening and sailing weather

Let us set out for this dream together