From the heavens, the moon descended,
And into my arms, it found its way.
Speechless I gaze, unable to voice,
What stirs in my gaze this night's sway.
From the heavens, the moon descended.
Twinkling, the path of the stars gleams,
Who dances along, with a rhythmic sound?
Twinkling, the path of the stars gleams,
Who dances along, unbound?
A dream's portrait, painted so grand,
Across the heavens, on pathways profound.
From the heavens, the moon descended,
And into my arms, it found its way.
From the heavens, the moon descended.
Lost in a melody, a lover appears,
At the tavern's gates, he makes his stand.
Lost in a melody, a lover appears,
At the tavern's gates, he makes his stand.
The cup slips, shattered from his hand,
Beauty scattered, at its command.
From the heavens, the moon descended,
And into my arms, it found its way.
From the heavens, the moon descended.
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