Father Sun has slowly risen,
golden fingers through the leaves,
spark the river like a prism,
misted rainbows in the breeze.

I saw you dancing, my sweet Luna,
in the flowers of the spring,
all the light of heaven on you -
Your very presence makes me sing.

Ankle-deep in meadow grasses,
two we stand, our focus one.
A centaur colt in laughter passes.
Your slightest smile: my heart is won.

Can you feel my heart is beating
like the Mother Moonhart tree?
Take my hand: in your safekeeping
lies the greatest part of me.

The face of Mother Moon is breaking
from the mountains where She dwells.
The light Glinshari's Flame is making
reassures us all is well.

Good as our lives are in the forest,
better still since I met you.
From that vivid moment we kissed -
naught has ever been so true.

How could I have known upon our meeting
by the altar of the Moon
you'd be the one to keep me beaming
and inspire a lover's tune?

Can you feel my heart is beating
like the Mother Moonhart tree?
Fly with me: this day is fleeting,
but ever after, you'll have me.

In the danger of the darkness
when Night is strong and Moon is hid,
fell the wind that blows across us,
poor the dreaming here within.

In choke or strife, my lyre is with you,
all my wit and all my might.
I would live my life beside you,
at your aid in every fight.

I pray the Basin never sunders;
and that the forest never falls.
I pray the sea won't take us under,
but for your safety most of all.

Can you feel my heart is beating
like the Mother Moonhart tree?
Take my hand: in your safekeeping
lies the greatest part of me.

By Moon Lake, the pixies giggling,
softly water murmurs by.
Hand in hand, we are not listening -
the world's reflected in your eyes.

I take my comfort in your presence;
take your own within my arms.
As the Chimes ring out the seasons,
your hand in mine will keep me warm.

Know you are my heart's own longing,
the blessing upon all my years.
One more smile, embrace, my darling,
a kiss as we linger here.

Can you feel my heart is beating
like the Mother Moonhart tree?
Fly with me: this day is fleeting,
but ever after, you'll have me.