Child of the pure unclouded brow
And dreaming eyes of wonder
Though time be fleet and I and thou
Are half a life asunder
Thy loving smile will surely hail
The love-gift of a fairytale
Thy loving smile will surely hail
The love-gift of a fairytale

I have not seen thy sunny face
Nor heard thy silver laughter
No thought of me shall find a place
In thy young life's hereafter
Enough that now thou will not fail
To listen to my fairytale
Enough that now thou will not fail
To listen to my fairytale

The tale begun in other days
When summer suns would glow
The simple chime that served to time
The rythem of our rowing
Who's echoes live in memory yet
Though envious years would say forget
Who's echoes live in memory yet
Though envious years would say forget

Come harken them, 'ere voice of dread
With bitter tidings laden
Shall summon to unwelcome bed
The melancholy maiden
We are but older children dear
Who fret to find our bedtime near
We are but older children dear
Who fret to find our bedtime near

Without the frost, the blinding snow
The storm with moody madness
Within the firelight's ruddy glow
And childhood's nest of gladness
The magic words shall hold thee fast
Thou shalt not heed the raving blast
The magic words shall hold thee fast
Thou shalt not heed the raving blast

And though the shadow of a sigh
May tremble through the story
For happy summer days gone by
And vanished summer glory
It shall not touch with breath of bale
The pleasance of our fairytale
It shall nt touch with breath of bale
The pleasance of our fairytale

Though time be fleet and I and thou
Are half a life asunder
Thy loving smile will surely hail
The love-gift of a fairytale