Silent lullaby
In the sky, a star hangs highswaying to Luna's gloomy lullaby
shining brightly in the murky sky
sighing lightly with the breeze, I cry
and looking through the trees, I spy
my star! Oh gleaming, free and high!
Grant me wishes, betray me nigh!
My star, my moon, my night
you are the light that kills my fright.
You are my silent lullaby.
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