When the sky is clear
Moon gives a lot of shine
Outside, silence reigns thick
Loneliness is all mines
To spill my heart before you
I look for a bottle of wine
When stars invade the sky
Turning moon into a pale blot
To live in the fold of your love
A night for me falls short
To ask you for a little more love
I need wine, tasting bitter and hot
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