Slowly, silently,
Walk to the moon.
Walk at night to be guided soon.
Become engrossed in its silver light.
What is wrong, she�ll make right
In dusk and cold, you wait there.
Her magic presence will help you prepare.
Fields of silver appear.
Songs of marvelous rhapsody are what you hear.
You let limits stretch,
So that you may catch
The wisdom she endows
Fly to the moon.
Fly to her.
She longs to be of help.
The goddess of the moon and sky,
Will help you find out why
