Gentle moonlight through the trees
Rustling leaves float in the air
The tale of woes, this feast of kings
The Gypsy Queen, so debonair
Under the flower moon
Pour some starlight to our cups
Let the dance take us away
Fires fill our souls with light
Up to the first break of day
Under the flower moon
Folklore masters, shamans' sons
Gather 'round for another dance
Crystal balls and veils are flung
Stomping feet, the tabor's rung
Under the flower moon
