Now when the day goes to sleep and the full moon looks,
And the night is so black that the darkness cooks,
And [bad word] creeping around, making me do things I don't want to do.
Can't believe that she needs my love so [bad word] sneaking around, trying to drive me mad.
Busting in all my dreams, making me see things I don't want to see.

'Cause you're the Green Manalishi with the two-pronged crown
All night dragging us up, or you're bringing us down
Just taking my love, and slip away
Leaving me here, trying to keep from following you