Children, hide under your blankets

Tonight the elders meet

The fire burns in the darkness

And all gather in town

As the children lay sleeping

They talk, they share

They tell the secrets

They tell the tales of the ancient

And all listen closely

As the children lay sleeping

The night continues still

The night of the high moon

When morning never breaks

And the long dark is spent in reflection

As the children lay sleeping

The chant begins softly

It grows with time

It grows with strength

And it fades as the darkness grows on

As the children lay sleeping

And now is the final hour

When the chant is no longer sung

And the people dance in the way

In the way that they were taught by the elders

And still the children sleep