Not shy, like the stars that show in the dark
Is my sun, so close to feel its heat
Yet millions of miles away
Still i call mine
So magnificent, its fire melts every me
I can't hide it, even when the clouds emerge
And conceal our good times
Still, i stand in the rain, waiting for her smile
What calmness can one find
Than the one she brings in my night
My subtle moon
So brighter, forget the stars
Whenever the piercing silence
Of my night it threatens
She appears, in white apparels
Angelic, she cuts through the vivid fog
My world
Is no endless evergreen prairie
Still she gives me light
Whether day or night
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