Brocéliande

Fairies with blue wings live in houses

Shaped like drops of water at the foot of ancient trees

We can see them when they go to bed

And if you close your eyes, you can see them dance

The Golden Tree that the elves protect

Gathering leaves to heal the forest

When the curious approach, spell!

It turns into a black tree for eternity

The Pond of the Mirror, haunt of the seven fairies

Every night under the silver moon

Admire their reflections together

The Valley of No Return keeps its secrets

When love is there in the tender atmosphere

At the Fountain of Barenton where lovers come

Viviane and Merlin are suddenly surprised

By a loving glance and a feverish kiss

A sword in a rock, a round table

Of valiant knights who inhabit our minds

And King Arthur's legend floods

The Holy Grail that dazzles us

Fairies, elves, unicorns, and shadows

They make Brocéliande a magical forest

The myths and legends that our paths confuse

Give us a glimpse of fairytale dreams

Merlin's spirit sitting on his grave

Telling us tales of dragon knights

If you want to believe, if you want to dream

There's a legend in every forest.