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The Enchanted Carousel - Stories Spun on the Whirling Rounds - Poem Lyrics in English
Upon the enchanted carousel where magic abounds,
Stories spun on the whirling rounds.
In the carnival of dreams where fantasies entwine,
A poetic carousel, where tales align.
Horses of whimsy in a carousel ballet,
Spinning stories in the soft light of day.
Each turn, a chapter, a tale profound,
On the enchanted carousel, where dreams are found.
Moonlight casts a magical glow,
As the carousel spins in a rhythmic flow.
Stories woven in the carousel's embrace,
A poetic journey, a timeless chase.
Stars above like twinkling guides,
As the enchanted carousel gently glides.
In the quiet where the night surrounds,
Stories unfold on the whirling rounds.
In the hush where the carousel sighs,
Listen to the stories that in the music lies.
Upon the enchanted carousel, where magic compounds,
A carousel of dreams, where stories resound.
On the enchanted carousel, where dreams unfurl,
Stories spun on the whirling rounds, a magical swirl.
Each horse a vessel, a chariot of delight,
In the carousel's embrace, where fantasies take flight.
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| The Enchanted Carousel - Stories Spun on the Whirling Rounds - Poem Lyrics in English |
Painted ponies in a kaleidoscope of hues,
Spinning tales on the carousel, where enchantment strews.
Round and round, a carousel's resound,
Stories woven in the whirling rounds.
Children's laughter mingles with the merry-go-round song,
On the enchanted carousel, where memories belong.
Lights dance like fireflies in the night,
In the carousel's realm, where imagination takes its height.
Calliope melodies, a whimsical sound,
Spinning tales on the carousel, where joy is found.
Each revolution a chapter, each spin a write,
In the whirling rounds of the carousel's delight.
Stars overhead witness the enchanting display,
On the enchanted carousel, where dreams hold sway.
Round and round, the carousel compounds,
Stories told on the whirling rounds.
So let the carousel spin in the carnival air,
Spinning tales, a carousel affair.
In the whirling rounds, where magic abounds,
Stories told on the enchanted carousel's grounds.
On the whirling rounds of an enchanted ride,
A carousel of dreams, where tales abide.
Stories spun in the carousel's embrace,
In the enchantment of motion, a magical trace.
Painted horses in a carousel ballet,
Each one a character in the tales at play.
Whirling rounds, a dance of fantasy,
On the enchanted carousel, where dreams roam free.
Melodies play in the carousel's tune,
A symphony of stories, beneath the moon.
Spinning tales with each colorful horse,
On the enchanted carousel, where imagination endorses.
Lights twinkle like stars in the night,
In the carousel's glow, a radiant light.
Spinning stories in the carnival air,
On the enchanted carousel, where wonders share.
Children's laughter blends with the music's sound,
On the whirling carousel, joy is found.
Spinning tales on the painted grounds,
In the enchanted carousel, where happiness surrounds.
Golden poles adorned with gleaming lights,
In the carousel's magic, where fantasy ignites.
Spinning stories in the carnival's delight,
On the enchanted carousel, where dreams take flight.
Oh, the enchanted carousel, a realm so divine,
Stories spun on the whirling rounds, where fantasies entwine.
In the carnival's heart, where joy resounds,
A poetic journey on the enchanted carousel's grounds.
