I speak to you mother
  I ask for your hand
  I pray for your spirit to guide me
  In this circle
  I feel your warmth
  And I see your glow
  in the moon
  Juniper bushes
  burning tonight
  invoking your brushes
  of warm summer nights
  Juniper bushes
  the heart of the fair
  Calming the winds
  which carry the sounds of my lyre
  Mother I'm calling you
  out from the seas
  Out from the stars
  To guide and protect me
  Mother I'm calling you
  Out from the seas
  Out from the stars
  So mote it be