There’s an ancient castle
built on the shore
on its railing a shadow steps
from the door
from her frame the radiance
bestowed by the moon
mistress of darkness and noon.
She is fair and handsome
just like a queen
liquid fire in her sparkling eyes
bright and keen
in her voice the power
to summon the rain
she rules all over the plain.
Flaming hair to the wind
she spreads her powers from within
reaching out with her mind
moonbeams bathing her skin.
Endless rivers of light
then her voice bursts in the night
and a silvery rain fills the skies.
Lady of Inverness
won’t you heed our prayers?
we need your graciousness
to heal the land!
When you think she’s there
she would soon be gone
where her bare feet has been
now there’s only stone
where her gown has brushed
just a trail made of leaves
see how the wind makes them weave!
Flaming hair to the wind
she spreads her powers from within
reaching out with her mind
moonbeams bathing her skin.
Endless rivers of light
then her voice bursts in the night
and a silvery rain fills the skies.

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