Mushroom Moon - Sielun Veljet

Faith played a dirty trick

It put the spell on me

Alone in the weird woods

I saw the mushroom moon

I spoke to stones

They didn’t speak to me

I spoke to trees

They didn’t say a word

A sigh of the wind made me cry

And i started to fly

I flew over trees, i flew over

Mountains and seas

The mushroom moon is bad news

It’s a roundabout, where you never get out

The mushroom moon is bad news

It’s a sad night, a long flight

Then came a giant hand

It was soft and warm

Four fairies on the palm

Thank god, i was born

Red cheeks and bright blue eyes

And gentle smiles

Four little old ladies sang

An optimistic tune:

«Fly baby fly, don’t be frightened

You know what to do

What is it worth to have feet on the earth

You fool»