A-wait the moonrise,
R-ising above so fine;
I-n the ray of light I pen
E-ach and every
L-ine.
H-ow amazing is the moonrise,
I-n seventeenth November;
G-reet and meet the silence
U-ntil you go to slumber.
I-n the brightness of day, serenity excites our eyes;
T-hink of the cool quiet sky, await the moonrise.
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