Ravens child beware the green
and golden bowers
For the faerie folk do dwell there and
      Moonlights son is King 
Stay away from crystal brooks and silver
      spired towers 
Can you not feel the danger when you see
      the mushroom ring 
Raven's child he waits for you
Silver haired is the fairie lord
Eyes of moondust misty blue
Speaks in silken voice the faerie word
Wandering under the emerald bough
In the blackest dead of night
Searching for that which will not show
Its shining face to mortals sight
And silver haired Moonlights son
Will hand in hand with faeries dance
Till Lady Night has had her fun
And will take no note of happenstance
And Ravens' child will wander through
To dance inside the mushroom ring
Underneath stately oaks and emerald bough
Where Moonlight's son is faerie king
And come the dawn they'll be no more
And mortals' daughter Raven's child
      will have gone away 
With silver haired Moonlight's son
      through the elven door 
That leads to the realms of ereafter
      and the lands of Fey.