Lyrics:

Evry night when the clock strikes twelve
A voice of devotion
Fills Diana so completely
With strange emotion

Diana in her dreams
Bend a silver bow upon the medals low
Diana in her dreams
And then a silver bow

Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

What is your rights a mean-black horse
In that defence of this fang
Till the morning breaks she is
Surrounded by a horse attend

Diana in her dreams
Bend a silver bow upon the medals low
Diana in her dreams
And then a silver bow

Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Ah-ah, na, na, na

Evry night when the clock strikes twelve
A voice of devotion
Fills Diana so completely
With strange emotion

Diana in her dreams
Bend a silver bow upon the medals low
Diana in her dreams
And then a silver bow

Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Ah-ah, na, na, na