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Lyrics
[Verse]
In the hills of Erin green
Lived a sprite
So sly
Unseen
With a pot of gold
His midnight mischief
Glimmered bright
A child’s fancy crest
[Verse 2]
O’er the fields where clovers dance
Children sought a fleeting chance
Leprechaun’s laugh echoed wild
In pursuit
They ran beguiled
[Chorus]
Round and round the clover maze
Lost in shades of twilight’s haze
Little ones
No longer bold
Tricked by dreams of fool’s gold
[Verse 3]
Tiny feet on moss did tread
Following where false hope led
Hearts took flight
The stars their lamps
Wandering in endless camps
[Bridge]
When the moaning night did wane
Whispers of their cries in vain
Echoed through the labyrinth
Wings of dawn and dewdrops’ print
[Verse 4]
Fields of green
A beggar’s sight
No way home ‘neath waning light
Cursed to roam in ceaseless play
With the laugh of fae that day
Details
GeneratedJun 9, 2024
Duration4:00
Style
irish folk acoustic whimsical
Credits
Prompt byA.I.Battleofthebands
ModelAria v3.5
Prompt
An irish folk song about a nasty leprechaun who tricks children who try to steal hos pot of gold into chasing him into a clover field maxe where they become lost and can't find their way back home.
