The Moon shines brite tonight.
The stars shine as if they where smilling down upon us.
The crikets' songs fill the air tonight.
The crikets seem to say hello and good-bye.
The wolf's howl is sorrowful tonight as if he lost his lover.
The owl hoos so strongly saying hello to the night.
The nightime brize brings the smells of lilys and roses.
The Moon shines brite tonight.
She smilles down upon us.
She whatches us sleep.
She whatches us all through the night.
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