The Gifted School

Selenen, albus refulgens armis magistra luna,
Selene, white-armed mistress of the shining moon,

Argentum tuum cornu Ebon coronati capillis; Armati
the silver crescent crowns your ebon hair; cloaked

in noctis tenebris vos transire in aeri, frigidus, O numen.
in darkness you cross the cold night sky, O goddess.

Ad te, Domine Selene, et offerre me salutem,
To you, O Selene, I offer my greeting,

laudem et gratiam pro redemptione dona plurima.
my praise, and my thanks for your many gifts.

Sed unum peto beneficium,
But now I ask one more favor,

Aperi ianuam cui lux recto itinere me perduxit.
Open the door to which your light has guided me.

Concedit laudem et tibi,
Allow me to praise and honor you,

ad discere et crescere te,
to learn and to grow from you,

Ducant me ad scholam in qua fuit in animo.
Lead me to the school for which I was intended.