In the enchanted woods where shadows dance,
Tír na nÓg, the fairy with a sympathetic glance.
Perched on a gnarled branch with ethereal glow,
Her mesmerizing eyes in the dimly lit show.
An angelic yet otherworldly presence she bears,
In the metal realm, her essence flares.
In the heart of the forest where dreams entwine,
Tír na nÓg’s power, so divine.