Day is done, come early night
Now’s done the crow and eagle flight
Dusk is come, I call the night
To cover troubled, weary sight
Day is done, no more I fight
Nichara, Nichara, where are you?

A tent I’ve pitched high from the ground
Of finest silken cloth thus found
Poles of bone, pulled from the ground
Above, the wind, its mournful sound
Around, around, songs sung from around
Nichara, Nichara, I heard you

A slice of moon I crave for thee
For nothing of its light I see
Crescent bow of Selene, Selene
Clutched in yonder galaxy
Where are you, moon? Look unto me
Nichara, Nichara, where are you?

Artemis hid me from her eyes
Veiled in dark, Diana sighs
Luna, Luna, hear my cries
Shrouded thoughts, shrouded lies
Cloak of dark, dry my eyes
Nichara, Nichara, I saw you

Blackest night, blackest dream
That things appear not as they seem
Shadows lurk – they are but dreams
Sirens’ song, banshees’ scream
Tell me now, what do they mean?
Nichara, Nichara, I heard you

Mab, Mab, what do you here?
Mab who summons bitter tears
You taunt me with these songs I hear
And mock me with a love I fear
Whisper loud, what do I here?
Nichara, Nichara, I need you

Who is this, who watches me?
Somber eyes that look at me?
What is this, what do I see?
Nichara, Nichara, could it be?
That gods have brought you back to me?
Nichara, Nichara, I saw you

Raven hair upon my face
Placid pools, exquisite grace
Gentle snow, fragile lace
Call me from my rightful place
Touch the wounds that mar my face
Nichara, Nichara, I saw you

Spirit falls to wicked trance
Tongue of flame, I dance, I dance
Harken now to ghostly chants
Rhythm grasps once idle hands
Shadows cast, I dance, I dance
Nichara, Nichara, I heard you

Round and round, wanting more
Circle stones upon the Tor
Hand in hand, fall to floor
A knocking sounds here at my door
‘Twas all a dream, nothing more
Nichara, Nichara, I saw you

Voices hang upon the air
Winter breath, Cailleach Bheur
A manner harsh, without a care
A whisper hangs upon the air
Trembling hand, sickly fair
Nichara, Nichara, I heard you

A vision kept but for the wise
Clothed in shadow, frail disguise
Cassandra, Cassandra, I heard your cries
You kept me from my sacred prize
And sent but shadows to my eyes
Nichara, Nichara, I saw you

But here I am alone, alone
Spirit now as shattered bone
Gorgon turneth all to stone
Branches sway, branches moan
Stripped of green, alone, alone
Nichara, Nichara, where are you?

Morning come, now goes the night
Why the crow and eagle flight?
Dawn is come, fade does the night
Unveil my troubled, weary sight
Night is done, once more I fight
Nichara, Nichara, I loved you