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ArtistSweetly squirrelly Lies in his mossy room; Neither Hall's tooth Nor the forest hunter's trap Ever reached there. From his tall chamber He watches the world's circle, Beneath him many a battle; The peace-banner of a spruce branch Flutters overhead. What a happy life In a swinging cradle castle! There swings the little squirrel On the chest of dear mother spruce: Metsola's kantele plays! There the bushy tail dozes On a tiny window, Birds singing under the sky Accompanying his evening To the Golden Land of Dreams.
An illustration of two squirrels and two birds in an enchanted forest, with the light filtering through the trees. One squirrel stands in the center while the other sits to the left. The scene is illuminated by shafts of sunlight that highlight the rich textures of moss, flowers, and tree bark.
