November Növelet - My Fairy Place lyrics

Theres a place close by everybody knows well And the story fit, the ramblers do tell In days of old the pheasant there Was free on the ground and in the air Powerful like the big broken tree You can hear his call even today, heavenly The bearded hunter sad, not brave, not wise The blackest black is in his eyes He talks big, in this area, I am the king And I wonder what my hunt will bring I'm involved in this story for the reason that I ride I ride I ride beside I ride I ride I ride beside I ride I ride I ride beside Beside