Mike Oldfield - Incantations (Part Four) lyrics

Queen and huntress, chaste and fair Now the sun is laid to sleep Seated in thy silver chair State in wonted manner keep Earth, let not an envious shade Dare itself to interpose Cynthia's shining orb was made Heav'n to clear when day did close Lay thy bow of pearl apart And thy crystal shining quiver Give unto the flying hart Space to breathe, how short soever Hesperus entreats thy light Goddess excellently bright Bless us then with wished sight Thou who makest a day of night