Moonlight

When the night comes, the moon smiles!

Wants to be by everyone's side.

Sitting very close,

I will calculate by looking at the moon! There will also be a fair of stars, then the clouds will fall.

There will be fireflies,

There will be light, there will be black

The sky will be dormant,

The rhythm will be the wave of memory flying in the lost darkness,

No one will come to see

There will be no more obstacles

Think I'm dreaming, I'll talk to the moon with a smile -

I will make the light come across the sky, I will hide my face under the clouds.