| Song | Moon Maiden |
| Artist | Mercibo |
| Album | Moon Maiden |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Lemnaru Andreea | |
| 作曲 : Mercibo | |
| Shades under the tree of life | |
| They would wander in the night | |
| Bed of flowers, bed of leaves | |
| When the moon her dance achieves | |
| Through the seven spheres they fall | |
| Incense, sage to fill us all | |
| Through a world of earth and myrrhe | |
| Wings of water, clothed in fire | |
| Thirsty ghosts yet still alive | |
| Milk and wine flow from the sky | |
| Stood like hours at the gate | |
| Where descending souls await | |
| Shades under the tree of life | |
| They would wander in the night | |
| Bed of flowers, bed of leaves | |
| When the moon her dance achieves | |
| Beyond matter they would dwell | |
| Free of breath and words to tell | |
| Free of time so they could melt | |
| In the solstice's sacred well | |
| Thirsty ghosts yet still alive | |
| Milk and wine flow from the sky | |
| Stood like hours at the gate | |
| Where descending souls await |
| zuo ci : Lemnaru Andreea | |
| zuo qu : Mercibo | |
| Shades under the tree of life | |
| They would wander in the night | |
| Bed of flowers, bed of leaves | |
| When the moon her dance achieves | |
| Through the seven spheres they fall | |
| Incense, sage to fill us all | |
| Through a world of earth and myrrhe | |
| Wings of water, clothed in fire | |
| Thirsty ghosts yet still alive | |
| Milk and wine flow from the sky | |
| Stood like hours at the gate | |
| Where descending souls await | |
| Shades under the tree of life | |
| They would wander in the night | |
| Bed of flowers, bed of leaves | |
| When the moon her dance achieves | |
| Beyond matter they would dwell | |
| Free of breath and words to tell | |
| Free of time so they could melt | |
| In the solstice' s sacred well | |
| Thirsty ghosts yet still alive | |
| Milk and wine flow from the sky | |
| Stood like hours at the gate | |
| Where descending souls await |
| zuò cí : Lemnaru Andreea | |
| zuò qǔ : Mercibo | |
| Shades under the tree of life | |
| They would wander in the night | |
| Bed of flowers, bed of leaves | |
| When the moon her dance achieves | |
| Through the seven spheres they fall | |
| Incense, sage to fill us all | |
| Through a world of earth and myrrhe | |
| Wings of water, clothed in fire | |
| Thirsty ghosts yet still alive | |
| Milk and wine flow from the sky | |
| Stood like hours at the gate | |
| Where descending souls await | |
| Shades under the tree of life | |
| They would wander in the night | |
| Bed of flowers, bed of leaves | |
| When the moon her dance achieves | |
| Beyond matter they would dwell | |
| Free of breath and words to tell | |
| Free of time so they could melt | |
| In the solstice' s sacred well | |
| Thirsty ghosts yet still alive | |
| Milk and wine flow from the sky | |
| Stood like hours at the gate | |
| Where descending souls await |