Oh how the moon shone that starry night, the night i was thinking of you.
I thought the wind like you, elegant and calm,
The dark like your love, full an endless,
And the stars to your eyes, clear and pure.
Then, the moon, in her grandest, i thought nothing could compare,
But then I thought and i pictured you.
Oh how the moon shone that starry night, the first night I truly loved you.
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