Dark Moon Circle
(Cynthia McQuillin)
Lady, hey, steal away--
Join us in the woodlands.
Revel high through the night
Until the dawn is at hand
CH:
Nightingale sings and wails;
She's our secret keeping.
Dead of night, dark moon light,
All the men are sleeping--
All the men are sleeping
Spirit high, come dance with me,
Air and earth and water free.
Lay your hand upon my breast,
Take me to your blessed rest.
CH:
Nightingale sings and wails;
She's our secret keeping.
Dead of night, dark moon light,
All the men are sleeping--
All the men are sleeping
Gladly join the circle dance,
There's no telling what may chance.
Linger while the fires die,
With the sacred lover lie.
CH:
Nightingale sings and wails;
She's our secret keeping.
Dead of night, dark moon light,
All the men are sleeping--
All the men are sleeping
Lady, hey, steal away--
Join us in the woodlands.
Revel high through the night,
Until the dawn is at hand.
CH:
Nightingale sings and wails;
She's our secret keeping.
Dead of night, dark moon light,
All the men are sleeping--
All the men are sleeping
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