Dreamweaver, weave me a dance on a mound,
Opaline moonlight and hair all unbound,
Flowers of flame spiral darkness above,
Secret of secrets of mem'ry and love.

Dreamweaver, weave me some sails on the sea,
Sewing like sea-birds Sul's embroidery,
Silver ensorcellments threaded of light,
Bowing and leaping like harts swift to flight.

Lorien, weave me a kiss in a storm,
Bound 'round in lightning and tears before morn.
Nimlhach blinds shadows in Sidhlin's bright eyes,
Singing and laughing and ruling the skies.

Dreamweaver, weave me a song that is true,
For flow'ry enchantments will not always do:
Tenderness, trust, and the mingling of hearts,
Faith that not time, hurt, or distance can part.

Lorien, weave me these sorceries rare,
And spin for your binding my sweet dark love's hair.