Alone on the top of the fells I chant for the wild moon
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I wrote my chant for the moon's glory, for the lighter of my mood
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I wish I could be one of his sons and one with the earth
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So I could walk on the lunar path and chant forever
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I'm the son of the moon, I'm one with the creator...
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I praise the moon, wild moon is my nature
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My life is so short but yours is sustained
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And when I'll leave my chant will remain always with you my friend
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On a crystal clear night I stare at the moon once raped by the sun, the
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guardian of the woods
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The spirit of the night, it gave me the wild life
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Under the shape of the moon I've found the final truth
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Vilda Mannu
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| Eternal Tears Of Sorrow |
