1.-Crescent Waxing

2.-First Quarter

3.-Gibbous Waxing

4.-Full Moon

5.-Gibbous Waning

6.-Last Quarter

7.-Crescent Waning

8.-New Moon

music by Iolo Fitzowen, Lyrics by Gwenllian Gwalch´gaeaf.

LONG AGO RAN THE SUN ON A FOLK WHO HAD A DREAM

AND THE HEART AND THE WILL AND THE POWER:

THEY MOVED THE EARTH; THEY CARVED THE STONE; MOULDED HILL AND

CHANNELED STREAM

THAT WE MIGHT STAND ON THE WIDE PLAINS OF WILTSHIRE

NOW MEN ASKED WHO THEY WERE, HOW THEY BUILT AND WONDER WHY

THAT THEY WROUGHT STANDING STONES OF SUCH SIZE

WHAT WAS DONE 'NEATH OUR SHADE? WHAT WAS PRAY'ED 'NEATH OUR

SKIES

AS WE STOOD ON THE WYRD PLAINS OF WILTSHIRE

OH WHAT SECRETS WE COULD TELL IF YOU'D LISTEN AND BE STILL

RID THE STINK AND THE NOISE FROM OUR SKIRTS

BUT YOU HAVEN'T GOT THE CLUE AND PERHAPS YOU NEVER WILL

MUTE WE STAND ON THE COLD PLAINS OF WILTSHIRE

STILL WE LOOM IN THE MISTS AS THE AGES ROLL AWAY

AND WE SAY OF OUR FOLK, "THEY ARE HERE!"

THAT THEY BUILT US AND THEY DIED AND YOU'LL NOT BE KNOWING

WHY

SAVE WE STAND ON THE BARE PLAINS OF WILTSHIRE...