Go, look at the moon
and inspect the sun!
Now they are in the sky
right in their old places
Hail, moon, for gleaming
Fair one for showing your face
Dear sun for dawning
And daylight for coming up
Dear moon, you're out from the rock
Fair day from the cliff
You've risen as a golden cuckoo
as a silver dove
up to where you used to live
Fare well now upon your way
upon your journey sweetly end
Your curve beautifully
come at evening into joy