(Alan Simon) by John Wetton

 Sing, sing little one you are free
Dream, dream little one you are free

 And the silver moon shines in your eyes
 And they sparkle with hunger and fire
 And your laughter rings out for tonight you will dance
 In the arms of your goddess, all night you will dance

 Sing, sing little one you are free
Dream, dream little one you are free
 But all is not well with the world
 And the arden of Anwynn will fall
 For the gods, in their anger will break the sacred ring
 And the magic of old will be lost on the wind

 Sing, sing little one you are free
Dream, dream little one you are free