Lyrics

The moon's my constant mistress And the lowly owl my marrow; The flaming drake and the night crow make Me music to my sorrow With a host of furious fancies Whereof I am commander With a burning spear and a horse of air To the wilderness I wander I know more than Apollo For oft, when he lies sleeping I see the stars at bloody wars In the wounded welkin weeping By a knight of ghosts and shadows I summoned am to tourney Ten leagues beyond the wild world's end: Methinks it is no journey The moon embrace her shepherd And thе Queen of Love her warrior While thе first doth horn the star of morn And the next the heavenly Farrier I know more than Apollo For oft, when he lies sleeping I see the stars at bloody wars In the wounded welkin weeping By a knight of ghosts and shadows I summoned am to tourney Ten leagues beyond the wild world's end: Methinks it is no journey I know more than Apollo For oft, when he lies sleeping I see the stars at bloody wars In the wounded welkin weeping By a knight of ghosts and shadows I summoned am to tourney Ten leagues beyond the wild world's end: Methinks it is no journey