I sang to moon, to her sick face
Called out to the winds unseen
But only hear laughter in the space
Belonging to two worlds I’ve been
Why did you stop me, moon, again?
Why did you stop my earthly path?
I thought you were the midnight sun
But in the day you make me wrath
Just stop, I won't sing anymore
I do not need your riddles and dreams
I won't look for your face no more
And will return to lonely team
You hurt so much - beckon and wound
You lunar rays my mind will touch
I'm in a fog without you
I walk, I wander, miss you much
I can't stand it. ‘ll be back. Just wait!
I am your singer, not afraid!
Moon dreams
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