01. Moon, the thaumaturge of the night, with gentle face full of sadness, Mysteriously gazing from the sky and for Creator it keeps all the secrets
You won't say to judges of the earth, What you saw in the quiet of night, But the light that you're reflects Reveal the robbery of Twilight;
Oh, lady of the night!
Ch: until the radiance of the moon reflects the bright light of the sun Having measured the property of all affairs we're looking for the right answer
02. the moonlight frozen on On the bottom of the glass Getting by silvery light Through the closed window starry sky
while you sleep and dream the dreams! You shut your sun by darkness, Only you and lonely moon All of my secrets may know.
Ch: until the radiance of the moon reflects the bright light of the sun Having measured the property of all affairs we're looking for the right answer
We try!
Ch: until the radiance of the moon reflects the bright light of the sun Having measured the property of all affairs we're looking for the right answer until the radiance of the moon reflects the bright light of the sun Having measured the property of all affairs we're looking for the right answer