Hail to the Moon in her silver light Hail to the tender night Hail, Hail, Hail To all that instinctively drinks from her grail Of rapturous white I have been called and I don’t know why I don’t know the road to the castle I don’t hold the key to the question I’ve only the night I’ve only the night Hail to the moon in her silver light Hail to the tender night Hail, Hail, Hail To all that instinctively drinks form her grail Of rapturous white