Lyrics:

In the valley
Where the moons and lovers play
Lived two children
Who were born on Saturday
One was dark
One was fair

Fathered by the hawk
Mothered by the mare
Stranger children
You have never seen
Brothers of the forest
And the sea

One was land

One was air
And they kept two fires
Burning leaves
In a golden vessel
And a silver vase
Kept them burning
In a strange enchanted place

Kept them burning
To the sky
For they knew someday
The sun would die