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And there will come a time my love
Oh may it be in mine my love
When men will proudly rise my love
And board to sail the skies
Moonships from all the spheres

The men be bathed in light my love
The women clothed in white my love
All in that wondrous fleet my love
As each the other meets
Will smile and softly sing

And on some distant sand my love
The ships will gently land my love
Fair folk will meet them there my love
With flowing golden hair
And great will be their joy