Her temple raised from silver light Our queen, the goddess of the night I must be worth in her sight Praise the Moon of Mene Our lady dances in the sky I'll know her kiss before I die Take her in my arms and cry Praise the Moon of Mene
Her temple raised from silver light Our queen, the goddess of the night I must be worth in her sight Praise the Moon of Mene Our lady dances in the sky I'll know her kiss before I die Take her in my arms and cry Praise the Moon of Mene