This is an electrified fairy tale. If you've never heard of an electrified
 fairy tale, just picture little fairies with wee tiny electric guitars.

 Once upon a time [not long ago] in a land not far from here, there was a place
 called Harmony. Everyone in Harmony was happy and this "joie devivre" was
 guarded by their invisible patron, the muse Singring. But jealous forces, and
 there are always jealous forces in such tales, have conspired to capture the
 spirit, imprisoning it in [an instrument of glass, locking it in] a chest with
 four keys, and casting the keys to the four corners of the earth so that only
 four particularly brave and talented individuals might retrieve them. It is
 here that our story begins.

 There's a rumor I heard that's going 'round town
 Someone's captured Singring, Singring
 Come hear the news, come hurry on down
 Down to the old town square
 The announcer wipes at his eyes, he's trying to hide
 See it in his face, tell by his expression
 The secret knowledge that claws to escape as he cried
 Day of infamy, someone's captur
Day of tragedy, someone's captured Singring
 Now what shall we do, what shall we do now?
 And if you take a look around, Harmony is dying
 Someone trapped the spirit in a glass guitar
 And if you listen with your heart, you can hear it crying
 Free me from my crystal prison in this glass guitar

 There's a rumor I heard that's going around
 Someone's saving Singring, Singring
 Come hear the summons, hurry on down
 Down to the village green
 And the spokesman speaks for us all, together we call
 Brave adventurers, warriors, and free men
 Conquer self and so in the end save us all
 Conquer earth and wind, conquer fire and water
 Brave adventurers, come and save us all
 And if you fail to win the keys, Harmony is dying
 Trapped away forever in a glass guitar
 And if you listen with your heart, you can hear it crying
 Free me from my crystal prison in this glass guitar

 Having gathered on the green, the brave adventurers of the land march off in
 search of the keys. Their quest leads them first to the river's edge.

 Lead me to the water
 Pass me my flagon of wine
 I said show me to the water
 Quick before I change my mind
 I go down to the river and bravely the rapids I row
 Over the falls to the bottomless pool
 and it's down to the bottom I go

 Only one has the courage to dive into the river and brave the bottomless pool
 in search of the first key.

 Let the four winds blow icy breath before me
 Storms will never keep me from the glass guitar
 Hurricanes may scream, I will never feel it
 'Til I find the key that leads me to the glass guitar

 Only one has the courage to wander the desert [alone] and brave the eternal
 winds in search of the second key

 Fire can never burn me
 Flames can not catch me - faster am I
 Blazes never faze me
 Barefoot I walk hot coals for a mile
 My sword is tempered, my loins are girded in steel
 Make my way to the heart of the forest of flames
 And if I do my best and don't stop to rest
 I may pass the test and capture the key that opens the chest

 Only one has the courage to make his way into the forest of flames and br
the fire-breathing dragon in search of the third key.

 I will climb the face of the highest mountain
 Whilst Singring calls crying from the glass guitar
 Though the earth may shake let the planet tremble
 Steady will I struggle onward to the glass guitar

 Only one has the courage to climb to the top of the highest mountain in search
 of the fourth key.

 Having scaled the mountain and finding no key, the climber begins chopping
 madly at the ground with his pickax, causing the mountain to split in two,
 revealing the last key.

 Now in possession of all four keys, the brave adventurers march triumphantly
 into the valley of silence to open the chest, smash the glass guitar, and free
 the spirit of Harmony