By the serene shores, under the moon's glow,
Whispers of the water, secrets of the flow.
Croaking old tales, the froges sing,
Harmony of nature, under the night’s wing.
Lake of dreams where silence reigns,
Ripples mirror endless chains.
Froges echo in a melodic trance,
As stars above in the heavens dance. 🌟
Oh, in the Lake Lament we find our peace,
With each croak, our hearts release.
Froge spirit, guide our boats,
On tranquil waters, our dreams float.✨