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