A single rose bush bloomed upon the hill.

A lover there with roses in her hair —

A wafted scent of flowers through the air —

A simple life but one that’s lived fulfilled.

If ever ye should need me find me there

I’ll be amongst the flora and the fawn.

From dusk, I’ll dance with pixies ‘til the dawn.

I need no introduction to appear.

Come over, darling. I would keep you near.