Let me take you to a place, far beneath the moon Where pixies dance on flowers, not yet in full bloom A place beyond prying eyes, without fear of strangers A sacred place, That has not many dangers Where leprechauns count their gold, like it’s going out of style Little hollow out trees, hold little bright smiles The wind is always calm, And the stream ever flowing The grass so green, And not a weed to be seen! It’s just a little haven, In here behind the waterfall For all magic things, Big or small I really must get going, There’s a game about to start It’s called “Catch the leprechaun“, So I really must depart!