my wooden ring is a shell
keeping your secrets closed
in the soft membrane
do you hear the voice of the sea?

my key is a stellar wing
it will open the moon
if you want to steal its secrets
it shines with light from the worlds above

my coin guards your dreams
and when you see my shadow on the windopane
the scent of holly berry will guide you
into the windswept forest

far from danger, far from sun