Go, look at the moon

And inspect the sun!

Now they are in the sky

Right in their old places



Hail, moon, for gleeming

Fair one for showing your face

Dear sun for dawning

And daylight for coming up!



Dear moon, you're out from the rock

Fair day from the cliff

You've risen as a golden cuckoo

As a silver dove

Up to where you used to live



Fare well now upon

Your way, upon your journey

Sweetly end your curve beautifully

Come at evening into joy!