Whisper to me softly,
who will be in your dreams tonight?
As the dancing elves sing aloud,
to their wishes in these summer nights.
Shimmering starts light up the sky as the crescent moon shines upon you.
Reflecting, pursuing, striving for our dreams.
When goddess of the night covers the earth with her velvet dress,
and the sound of the prologue echoes through the sky,
Let the curtain rise to this Midsummer Night’s Dream with My Story and I.