Oh Flora of the moon, of the dream
Oh fleeting will of the ancients
Let the hunter be safe, let her find comfort
And let this dream, her captor
Be one day
A fond, distant memory
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Oh little ones
Oh Flora of the moon, of the dream
Oh fleeting will of the ancients
Let the hunter be safe, let her find comfort
And let this dream, her captor
Be one day
A fond, distant memory