Raising the Moon, our Princess of the night;
While ponies below all lay down to bed
Such beauty, her Moon, what a wonderful sight.
For years, unnoticed, the Sun praised instead.
 
Don't cry, My Princess, for its beauty be not lost!
To those who remain, while others all sleep.
Your visage and smile, forever embossed
On the face of that Moon, for which we care so deep.
 
We've missed you Dear Princess, come back to us Soon.
While some praise the Sun, we'll always cherish your Moon.
We've waited so long, for your precious Return.
For the one with stars in her man, our Beloved Princess Luna.