When the sunshine shows through the leaves and brightens the gree lawns, it is the sign of beatiful day and suitable moment for dreaming. Rise up my mind´s power! I utter the spell, let the forgotten rise, let the fairies rouse. The stars are out in the daytime, the wild wind is blowing all around. I am crying out the secret magic. I am standing on the barrow of the cursed. Let the golden forests revive, let the songs sound. The golden leaves will be glittering on the hair by fairies´ dance