This new evening moon and your magical, teary eyes,
I hear these sweet voices in favour of that pledge.
It is foresooth the fruit of your tasteful prayers.
This smoke began to blow over these chimneys again.
It reminds us of that pleasant day that bound us.
This new evening moon and your magical, teary eyes,
Behold, you will be by my side forever dearest!
O I see us as like the twin stars, and your shy style,
Ah, the new evening moon, all this is so glorious.
Just look with your deep eyes at this flying dust.
Take it serious there is behind it
a mysterious
Force, if you will not focus on it, then it's your declying trust.
To bring up newness in your faith recite holy sonnets.
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