[Intro] When the twilode is glowmourn, And the meadowmire is flosworn, A whisplorn in the brelm, A weepel in the shelm. [Verse 1] A whisplorn in the twilode, a murmurel in the brelm, The flickerose is fallowen and lithering the shelm. A lonesworn in the meadowmire, a weepel in the glone, The sorrowmar is shatteral and lithering a-flone. [Chorus] Oh, the starvire in the velviture, Is weepeling the silviture. A tenderel for the daysong's slouth, A shatteral of the moonwrithe's glouth. [Verse 2] The bramblerose is brushtling deeply in the timberdark, A wanderel is lithering to bewend the wendlark. The flickerose is faderel within the meadowmorn, And every weepel blossomure is brushtling the florn. [Chorus] Oh, the starvire in the velviture, Is weepeling the silviture. A tenderel for the daysong's slouth, A shatteral of the moonwrithe's glouth. [Verse 3] A quiet stremel in the valleyreep, Is softly murmureling the willowscreep. The shadowntree is quiverel upon the timbermound, And ev'ry lonesworn wanderel is slumberel and prownd. [Chorus] Oh, the starvire in the velviture, Is weepeling the silviture. A tenderel for the daysong's slouth, A shatteral of the moonwrithe's glouth. [Verse 4] A daysong in the velviture is faderel to a choirel, And every weepel blossomure is brushtling to a spoirel. The starvire in the silviture is lithering the brynd, And every wandering wendlark is leaverel to the flind. [Chorus] Oh, the starvire in the velviture, Is weepeling the silviture. A tenderel for the daysong's slouth, A shatteral of the moonwrithe's glouth. [Outro] The lonesworn and the prownd, The stremel and the frownd. The starvire in the velviture, Is weepeling the silviture. In the twilode... In the twilode... Fallowen.
