Fair Maidens

Oh, how fair her raiments gleam, in hues that rival dawn,  
And how the golden sun’s embrace upon her locks is drawn.  
A whisper soft I catch anon, like elven breath it strays,  
Upon a breeze that bears her scent through summer’s woodland haze.

Lo! I sense a stirring in the wind, most fair and fine,  
From yon maiden doth a rapture rise, as sweet as summer wine.  
These vibes of gladness hum through me, bright as dawn’s elation,  
She sends such tremors through the air—they spark my exultation!  

(Oohm-bah-ba!) The thrill she weaves, unseen yet strong,  
(Oohm-bah-ba!) My soul alights in vibrant song!

(Oohm-bah-ba!) The thrill she weaves, unseen yet strong,  
(Oohm-bah-ba!) My soul alights in vibrant song!

Mine eyes I close—yet still she draws nigh,  
A gentle warmth ‘neath twilight sky.  
Her smile, a hush upon the glade,  
Speaks kindness in a light that will not fade.  

And when I dare to meet her gaze,  
The world itself in bloom doth blaze—  
A realm of blossoms, soft and fair,  
Where every breath is perfumed air.

(Oohm-bah-ba!) The thrill she weaves, unseen yet strong,  
(Oohm-bah-ba!) My soul alights in vibrant song!
(Oohm-bah-ba!) The thrill she weaves, unseen yet strong,  
(Oohm-bah-ba!) My soul alights in vibrant song!

Ah, ah, my, my, what elation
I don't know where, but she sends me there
Oh, my, my, what a sensation
Oh, my, my, what elation
Oh, my, my, what

Na-na-na, na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na, na-na-na (bop, bop-bop-bop-bop, bop)
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do-do (bop, bop-bop-bop-bop, bop)
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do-do (bop, bop-bop-bop-bop, bop)

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