Artemis walk.
Artemis run.
Artemis, pick up your bow.
The hour of the hunt has nearly come.
Apollo holds your moon at bay.
Nock fast your arrow, aim true, never stray.
Artemis walk.
Artemis run.
Artemis, pick up your bow.
Rejoice as you dance with the setting sun.
Apollo lingers one last moment just for you.
Delight him with a hint, of his beautiful mountain nymph,
the one who runs through your midnight dew.
Artemis walk.
Artemis run.
Artemis pick up your bow.
Moonlight comes, your nightly hunt has now begun.
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