Riding high atop the clouds
Before the silver moon
Dancing 'round making sound
Our love and praises heard

True and just our lady fair
Her beauty does unfold
Mysteries waiting to kiss our hearts
And secrets to be told

Lovely,round,bright,and sound
The moon shines Her beauty down
Wrapping us up in silken gown

Love to you, oh mother moon
Your glory for us to see
Goddess of mine, Goddess of yours

Goddess blessed be!

By sataurain thassit