Voyage of the Moon Mary Hopkin

The moon is like a boat, my love
Of lemon peel afloat, my love
And with a sail of gauze, my love
She seems to slightly pause
Upon her silent way
While on her starry way

I see her pearly decks, my love
Set in with diamond specks, my love
I see her pearly mast, my love
Far from her seashell past
And softly does she sway
While on her starry way

Of silk they have been spun, my love
Her ropes that limply run, my love
Down to her carved prow, my love
Down to her mermaid prow
And gently does she sway
While on her starry way

She seems to linger long, my love
As if spelled by a song, my love
But know she tarries not, my love
Her journey unforgot
She makes her starry way
She makes her starry way