it′s rising down he′s pushing it down
creation falling like the winds of dawn
so strong in will peace standing still
every magic thing is all from there born
magic circles keep on spinnin round
every seven always comin down
ending in the moon begins in the sun
keeps spinning round and all becoming one
above as below eternal glow
his hands will hold you winds will lift up
magic circles keep on spinnin round
every seven always comin down
magic circles keep on spinnin round
every seven always comin down