Mythical and magical,
Gliding through the night,
A coat of soft fine velvet,
Milky shimmering white.
Dark lashed eyes glowing,
Mild creatures made of light,
Delicately dancing,
Under a moon so bright.
Innocent and shining,
Untouched by human hand,
Unknowing and untainted,
Safe in their hidden land.
Their tinkling melodic voices,
Ring throughout the glen,
In a sweet soprano song,
Before they dance again.
Their exquisite beauty,
Never will we see,
In the land of the unicorns,
May they live forever free.
