What has taken to the moon Please open up the window What has taken to the moon Please look if it's time What has taken to the moon Please look at my lips They can't tell you evermore About moonlight nights He says hello to her mouth While the candles are choking She open her wound to forget The lined up figures drinking Insects are creeping over The endless white covered clover Father sleeps on his seat Mother anoints his feet What is wrong On this wedding day What is wrong Who can ever say Where's the moon In this wedding night Where's the moon With his blue light He thinks about the ride The young bride by his side About the little white dog Lying in his blood Forever rolled out eyes The pane is full of flies Look my lips, my dear They are shivering by fear