Luna Luna anchors the night sky.

Are you lonesome up high?

Is the world revolving wild

in your silvery immortal eyes?

But, Luna Bella Luna, my one of the kind.

Lunatic- that’s how people call your dreamy glittering mind.

O’darling, my shinning child.

You’re such a beautiful lie 

lying in a soulless life,

night after night.

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