Moon, My Best Friend

I talk to the moon, my best friend.

I talk to my wife, nagging begins.

I talk to my son,

Complaints begin.

I talk to my mom,

Quarrel begins.

Therefore I talk to the moon, my best friend.

I talk to the moon, my best friend.

I talk to my wife,

Money topics sprout.

I talk to my mom,

New innovative ideas brutally were thrown out.

I talk to my friend,

He feeds his ego by delivering impotent advice,

I talk to my son,

Only to add in my personality some more vices.

Therefore I talk to the moon, my best friend.

I talk to the moon, my best friend.

The moon listens to me without being judgemental,

That is why I don’t feel sentimental.

It never rebukes or scolds me,

In its company, I feel free.

My all innovative ideas are listened to carefully by it,

That is why in my heart it is hit.

Therefore, I talk to the moon, my best friend.