The moon, adorned, spills the hues of your grace,
The air, perfumed, shifts the tints of my space.
The moon, adorned, spills the hues of your grace,
The air, perfumed, shifts the tints of my space.
The moon, adorned, spills the hues of your grace.
In the eye's shadow, the radiant face enthralls,
In the eye's shadow, the radiant face enthralls,
These crimson lips, bewildered by your voice's call.
The air, perfumed, shifts the tints of my space.
The moon, adorned, spills the hues of your grace.
Unintoxicated, yet savoring the night's end,
Unintoxicated, yet savoring the night's end,
In glass and wine, the dawn's voice descends.
The air, perfumed, shifts the tints of my space.
The moon, adorned, spills the hues of your grace.
On the canvas of life, colors bloomed, sustained
On the canvas of life, colors bloomed, sustained
By the breath of our blood, now, as the heart changed,
The music dimmed, the notes began to wane.
The air, perfumed, shifts the tints of my space.
The moon, adorned, spills the hues of your grace.
The air, perfumed, shifts the tints of my space.
The moon, adorned, spills the hues of your grace.
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