In the woods upon a moonlit night
I took a lonely walk upon a path less taken, overgrown with weeds. Did I hear music or was it just the wind? I was sure it was music! I stopped and listened, walking toward the feeble sound.
I looked down upon an overgrown mushroom. I did not understand what I saw. A tiny person playing a violin!
He said, "A violin I play, don't come my way!" I play for the fairies in the forest to delight them everyday. I'm poor and maybe I'm shrewd, but I play and play for food. To their delight I'm quite a sight, I put them in a happy mood!
I play when the moon is overhead, until it's halfway down the sky.
Keep our secret dear sir and watch us when you pass by, on your secret walk,
under a bright moonlit sky.