Music

Every glorious and wonderful morning
While the sun is shining
The birds are singing
And the fresh air is whistling and blowing.

In the middle of the virgin forest
A man named Ernest
Who comes from the west
For the great quest.

To experience the music of nature
At last he will capture
The famous choirs mature
From the abundance of mixture.

Rich in melody
That princess Felony
Overcome the agony
Of the king’s fury.