Goblin Feet by J.R.R. Tolkien

I am off down the road where the fairy lanterns glow The pretty little flitter mice are flying A slender band of grey it runs creepily away And the hedges and the grasses are a-sighing Well, the air is full of wings of the blundery beetle-things Warn you with their whirring and their humming I hear the tiny horns of enchanted leprechauns And the padded feet of many gnomes are coming Oh, the lights, oh, the gleams, oh, the twinkly little sounds Rustle all their noiseless little robes Oh, the echo of their feet, their happy little feet Oh, the swinging lamps in the starlit glow I must follow in their train down the crooked fairy hay Where the corny rabbits long ago have gone Where silvery they sing in a moving moonlit ring All twinkling with the jewels that they have on They are fading round the turn where the glowworms palely burn And the echo of their padding feet is dying Oh, it's knocking at me heart, let me go and let me start Oh, the little magic hours are a-flying Oh, the walk, oh, the hum, oh, the colours of the dog Oh, the music of their feet, their dancing hopping feet Oh, the magic, oh, the sorrow when it dies Oh, the lights, oh, the gleams, their little twinkling sounds Rustle all their noiseless little robes Oh, the echo of their feet, their happy little feet Oh, the swinging lamps in the starlit glow