Deep in the forest, seasons spin round, The moon fairy waits on the mossy ground. May is here I look up and smile, and the Moon smiled back. Flowers, wake — it's time to bloom, Silver light pushes through the gloom. May is here, I look up and smile, and the Moon the Moon, smiled back. where the wild seeds grow, Moonbeams watering every row. May is here, I look up and smile, and the Moon smiles smiles back. The moon May mooon Flower moon ----- the moon smiles back