Written by: Andrew Crisci

Dozing petrels with soft plumage 
drunken with sage,
don't bite on bark   
when voices don't hark!

Earlier you soared over a plain
greeting a swain
with eyes so sad...
you made him glad!

Dozing petrels, don't fear wolves' cries... 
dancing fireflies  
will bring moonlight
with some starlight!