On silent moonlit nights
When the sky is midnight blue
The Qwirn take flight
On wings of iridescent hue
Dragons of Emerald Green
They fly in circles
So calm, so serene
Are they a piece of a dream?
As the stars jewel the sky above
They begin their singing
Sounding like a lonely dove
Wings with wind ringing
And ever higher they do spire
Past tree tops and mountains
Flying in circles,
Ever so calm, so serene
Like a dream
Until they are gone
Disappeared from sight
On the moonlit night
The Qwirn...
Dragons of Emerald Green
They were a dream.
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