The Moon - Dark Moor

full moon in the height

full moon in the night

influence of the Moon

can make an artist or a loon

of loves

choir

spirit, like the moon

can be an expanded white balloon

which hovers

bridge

life is a dream

when it reflects a gleam

that we catch as the essence

which is hidden in the beam

feel the Moon

chorus

it is the daughter of mystic water

we hear the tune played

by the light of the moon

intuition is condition to

understand the moonlight

it means is clean mind

see.

feel.

love.

hear

the Moon!

Listen to the Moon!

O, listen to the Moon!

the Moon!

We are deceived

by what’s believed

lies of the moon

our soul have strewn

watching the other

side someone thinks

that is a mother

what seemed a sphinx

the moon deludes

the moon is shrewd

the moon misleads

the moon obtrudes

the moon inside…

choir

fantasy fades soon

when not supported by the moon

in crescent

choir

fancies sends the moon

and they are granted as a boon

or present

bridge

chorus

the calling of the moon

O, the moon serenade

music played by the moonlight

the moon in the morning must fade

at night can evermore rise

it is the night maid

in daytime disguise

of morning afraid

choir

influence of the moon

can make an artist or a loon

of lovers

bridge

chorus

below the moon

within the silent night

we hear it’s sounding light

it’s music is the movement

of emotions which are burning

in the sweetness of creation

recreated by the magic

force of love

it’s the motion of sensations

returning to imagination

in the deepness resonated

by the magic of the moon

it’s the movement it’s the motion

of emotions of sensations

they are burning they’re returning

recreated by the magic, magic, of the

burning by the magic, magic

of the Moon

below the Moon!