In the hidden world, where dreams dance

In the hidden world, where dreams dance, I venture in search of concealed mysteries, Where the moon weaves tales in silver rays, And stars whisper secrets in the depth of the night. Fairy feathers, shining in the moonlight, Hidden in the heart of the forest, where time stands still, In every leaf, in every dewdrop, Magic is born, wrapping everything in a dreamy aura. Amethyst fruits, growing on opal branches, With a sapphire core, shining in the dark, And their seed: a precious stone, carved by the wind, Glowing in a thousand colors, singing ancient songs. I love the murmur of rivers flowing through emerald valleys, Where nymphs dance and sirens sing, And in every hidden corner, in every shadow, Magic awakens, bringing with it endless wonders.