The moon at midnight Upon a silent sea Casting Her glow, iridescent The waves break in hushed tones Upon sandy shores, glittering, In the dark of night Receding water leaves behind Pale bodies, sleek and stunning White and whiskered Drinking in Her magnificence They shed their skins Walking arm in arm upon this earth Creatures of both land and sea Naked and gleaming bodies, thrive Beneath the stars, unseen, unheard Quiet and graceful as the lull of the ocean Dancing, singing, siren voices Until the first light of dawn breaks, then Back into their silken selves The tide rolls in, and out again Taking with it The moon's sweet daughters.
/Aye, she belongs to the sea The moon, her mother and the land, Agh, the land be her lover For at night she visits and joyous, Joyous in the moonlight she sings/