Dear, dear, get down below Dear, dear, bow down, speak slow between my wandering nimble toads I haven't got the feeble words to rightfully explain you There only are humble pictures with which to quietly contain you The moon is full inside my grateful womb Your round voice carving out the craters Pounding cycle, a lulling lullaby Push your raging calmness round me Dear, dear, get down below Dear, dear, bow down, speak slow between my wandering nimble toads Praise whatever element that resides in this sacred firm firmament We finally get to let it sit so soundly tight inside of you The moon is full inside my grateful womb Your round voice carving out the craters Pounding cycle, a lulling lullaby Push your raging calmness round me [?] pasty spring, ah-ah Your wings grow in the corners I'm just wrestling with our red eclipse Finally meet their spirit host Praise whatever element that resides in this sacred firm firmament We finally get to let it sit so soundly tight inside of you