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CELTIC WOMAN lyrics : "The moon's a harsh mistress"

See her as she flies
Golden sails across the sky
Close enough to touch

But careful if you try
Though she looks as warm as gold
The moon's a harsh mistress

The moon can be so cold

Once the sun did shine

And lord it felt so fine
The moon a phantom rose
Through the mountains and the pine

And then the darkness fell
The moon's a harsh mistress
It's hard to love her well


I fell out of her eyes
I fell out of her heart

I fell down on my face, yes I did
And I tripped and I missed my star
And I fell and fell alone

The moon's a harsh mistress
The sky is made of stone


The moon's a harsh mistress
She's hard to call your own

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