No light to guide them, as long as the Moon won't rise This must be an evil charm from the lady by the lake She keeps on stealing starlight reflecting from the sky This witch is a plague, prevention is their duty Moon in the sky be our guide and light our way through the dark Ness of the night won't blind us as long as we'll stare at the stars Stars won't fall and in the silence I will wait for my blessing day to come In the depths I'll dive to find my deceased light, a moon reflecting in the sky Stop this masquerade by reaching her house by the lake In this starlight fulfilled museum, no one's there Standing on the shore she's pouring a shiny stream That rekindles (a) sunken moon reflecting in (the) sky again