One day, to the moon,
I wrote a long long letter
Though it wasn’t brighter than you,
I lit a small candle
At a park in the half-light of dawn
a nameless singing bird
Where are you
Oh you
Why are you crying
when it’s only me and you here
Me and you
Oh you
Following into the deep night,
the sound of your singing,
by one step by two steps,
brings the red morning
When the dawn passes
and that moon falls asleep,
the blue light that was with me
disappears
Today, too, I live my life just moderately
Keeping pace with others, I get worn off moderately
The sun suffocates me,
and the world strips me naked
With no other alternative, I have no choice but
to collect myself scattered under the moonlight
I call you moonchild
We are the children of the moon
breathing the cold air of dawn
Yes we’re livin and dyin
at the same time
But, for now, you can open your eyes