When days are warm and skies so blue And flowers bloom in many a hue The nights grow shorter than the day Then comes the radiant Queen of the May Crowned in a fragrant garland of gold She blesses us all, young and old So gather and share the oat cakes round Pour libations upon the ground Ignite a fire when day becomes night Dance and sing in the bright firelight In joyous song for the Queen of the May Share love and passion on Her holy day.
