There is a girl,
Radishes in her ears.
Around her neck,
She wears the corks,
From her butterbeers.
She reads the Quibbler,
Upside down,
Sees the world,
The other way around.
Sheâ#128##153#s kinda strange,
But thatâ#128##153#s okay.

People stare, people stare, Luna.
But you donâ#128##153#t care, you donâ#128##153#t care, do ya?
Youâ#128##153#re one in a million,
And a million in one.
So donâ#128##153#t be shy, donâ#128##153#t be shy, Luna.
If you try, if you try, you can
Touch the sky, touch the sky,
And on thestrals wings,
Youâ#128##153#ll fly.

Her eyes are filled
With a million dreams,
Of nargles and all other magical beings.
Her voice is soft,
Like floating on air.
She walks around,
Without a care.
Sheâ#128##153#s kinda strange,
But thatâ#128##153#s okay.

People stare, people stare, Luna.
But you donâ#128##153#t care, you donâ#128##153#t care, do ya?
Youâ#128##153#re one in a million,
And a million in one.
So donâ#128##153#t be shy, donâ#128##153#t be shy, Luna.
If you try, if you try, you can
Touch the sky, touch the sky,
And on thestrals wings,
Youâ#128##153#ll fly.

Sheâ#128##153#s beautiful, brave,
And has a smile on her face.
Sheâ#128##153#s true to the end,
No one can replace her.

People stare, people stare, Luna.
But you donâ#128##153#t care, you donâ#128##153#t care, do ya?
Youâ#128##153#re one in a million,
And a million in one.

People stare, people stare, Luna.
But you donâ#128##153#t care, you donâ#128##153#t care, do ya?
Youâ#128##153#re one in a million,
And a million in one.
So donâ#128##153#t be shy, donâ#128##153#t be shy, Luna.
If you try, if you try, you can
Touch the sky, touch the sky,
And on thestrals wings,
Youâ#128##153#ll fly.