The moonlight, it was dancing on the waves out on the sea,
The stars of heaven hovered in a shimmering galaxy. 

A voice from down the ages so haunting in its song,
These ancient stones will tell us, our love must make us strong.

The breeze, it wrapped around me as I stood there on the shore,
And listened to this voice like I never heard before.

Our battles they may find us. No choice may ours to be,
But hold the banner proudly. The truth will set us free.                Loreena McKennitt

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