In the heart of Ireland on a moonlit night,

On the Sevenwaters lake silvery-white,

You'll glimpse him in a shaft of a single star's light,

The Otherworld Watcher, Finbar.

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Flitting between life and illusion's great ledge,

Gliding along the water's thin edge,

You'll witness the Watcher's purpose and pledge,

Protecting those beloved from afar.

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Around his pale neck, a ring of red stars,

A single shining wing in place of an arm,

Dark hair flowing 'round his face,

And eyes like glass full of wisdom and grace.

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Eternally he dances between that world and ours,

Shimmering with the light of a single star,

The Otherworld Watcher, Finbar.