There is a place between the trees Where beauty rules through peace Here people live in harmony With nature and its beings A landscape such beautiful A handful have seen Wonderful songs do tell of this place Where freedom calls This is the border to where tales often begin And I am the guardian in the woods of the elvenking There lives a tribe in deepest woods In the crowns of the trees they sing O,so proud that they never will die And the story may go on A people such beautiful A handful have seen Wonderful songs do tell of them The tribe of the elvenking This is the border to where tales often begin And I am the guardian in the woods of the elvenking I hear songs from the crowns of the trees That saysDont be afraid Step out of the shadows and enter our world Set your mind free,release your heart Here everyones free what you see is for real The trees are our homes the sky is our roof Youre the chosen one to guard our land Its borders stretches endlessly wide This is the border to where tales often begin And I am the guardian in the woods of the elvenking This is the border to where tales often begin And I am the guardian in the woods of the elvenking
elvenking, border, wood, often, guardian