Now the hour [bad word] at last
The soft and fading light
Has crossed the west horizon
And has bidden us goodnight
And what a lovely night it is
To walk a moonlit field
To see the softer shades
That are by starlight now revealed

So why is it that now,
When all is quiet and at rest
When candles glow and all the world
Is at its very best
The ponies of Equestria
Should lock themselves away
To shun the moon and wait instead
For Sister's sunny day?

(In umbra Luna est)

I so wrong to wish that they
Would see things like I do?
And am I so wrong to think
That they might love me too?
Why shouldn't they adore me?
Is it not within my right?
I'll not be overshadowed!
Mine is not the lesser light!
I've waited long enough now
For them all [bad word] around
And though the Sun may plead and threaten,
The Moon will stand her ground

 [bad word] to this at last:
I will no longer yield the sky
If they cannot love
But one princess alone
See, the Moon is rising
She [bad word] to claim the heavens for her own

And all will know the wonder
Of my dark and jeweled sky
When all the world is wrapped
In an eternal lullaby
So say goodnight to this,
The final setting of the sun,
Tomorrow dawns in darkness;
The nighttime has begun!