Arendelle

Oh, Arendelle!
How long has it been,
since I have entered thy moonlit door?
That only those invited may see.
How long since I have
sailed along thy golden shore.

Fair Arendelle!
Thy forest dark and deep;
never the footfall of those who seek,
will reach their goal.
Thy secret threshold;
that oaken Moon Door of which I speak.


Deep the forest gloom
surrounds the way inside.
Tenebrous shadows bloom in darkened trees;
but for thy moon-bright door we would be lost.
Seeking ever afterward
a pathway never found;
with hints of thy discovery on the breeze.

Sweet Arendelle,
hide not thy path from me.
Moonlight reveals the blessed way,
an entrance there! Ahead the moon shines white
within the forest dark.
Guiding me to once again behold
thy pleasant vales and glens,
with wonder and delight.