In the heart of the woods, where the shadows dance,
Stood Frau Trude's cottage, in a mystic trance.
With whispers in the wind, and secrets untold,
It beckoned to the brave, the curious, and bold.
Oh, Frau Trude, with her cottage of dreams,
In the enchanted woods, where magic gleams.
enchanted gleams
With a flicker of light, she'd light the way,
To her cottage of wonder, night and day.
Through the twisted path, and the darkened glen,
Ventured a girl, with courage within.
With every step, her heart beat loud,
As she sought the truth, in the shadowy shroud.
Oh, Frau Trude, with her cottage of dreams,
In the heart of the woods of the woods, amidst the sooth.
For Frau Trude's magic, held no fear,
But a world of enchantment, so crystal clear.
To her cottage of wonder, night and day.
In the end, the girl found her truth,
In the heart of the woods, amidst the sooth.
For Frau Trude's magic, held no fear,