Lyrics:

The wisest man writes friend of entities
He has might and power he knows he has majesty
He sees the enlightened ring his knowledge is Glory

I shall thank the Moon that brought me the gift

The Trice Greatest who is king of the dice
(Wisdom we want for Magic, for Virtue)
Father of the scriptures Hermes I will touch
(For the things born divine and not)
Study brings Knowledge, Knowledge brings Love
(Virtue Dignity at last they will bring us Power)

I shall thank the Moon that brought me the gift

Nothing we pretend but Wisdom
One is the aim of the magical beauties
Yet sometimes I will suffer the hostile vulgar herd