Stir the night, the cauldron sings, Moonlight woven into rings. Herbs and whispers, shadows play, Magic flows and finds its way. Witches brew beneath the sky, Dreams awaken, spirits fly. Through the mist, the spell runs true, I become the night with you. Silver drops on roots of old, Stories written, never told. Breath of earth and burning flame, Call the secret by its name. Månen vokter, natten ler, hekseflammen brenner mer. Gjennom skygger, gjennom jord, binder jeg det gamle ord.
