Comments about Lucky Mathambo
The Same Bright Moon
Walk outside my love, and raise your eyes
The same bright moon you're staring at,
The same I see
If I blew my kisses to the moon, and sent my love,
If I imagined we were seated next to each other,
As we used to, sharing our love under that big bright mirror,
Would you feel?
After all, the same bright moon you're staring at,
The same I see.