The wood elves have their rotmeth brew Made of meat and bile The lizards eat their bugs and twigs And everything so vile
But those of us who walk the sands Know life's greatest pleasure Is strictly sweet, a tasty treat It's moon sugar that we treasure
Fields drenched in moonlight Dewed with summer rain Brilliant green and growing tall Sweet moon-sugar cane! Sweet moon-sugar cane!
Gifted by the moons As they wax and wane Fill our bowls and fill our souls Sweet moon-sugar cane! Sweet moon-sugar cane!
We sprinkle it on fine steak Glistening so sweetly We smear it on our salmon And gobble it up completely
We bake it into our sweet treats Don't you want a taste? So eat it quick and wash it down Because nothing shall go to waste
Fields drenched in moonlight Dewed with summer rain Brilliant green and growing tall Sweet moon-sugar cane! Sweet moon-sugar cane!
Gifted by the moons As they wax and wane Fill our bowls and fill our souls Sweet moon-sugar cane! Sweet moon-sugar cane! Sweet moon-sugar cane!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
