The moon is bright tonight.
The mountain’s back is arched like a cat’s.
The cicadas buzz in darkness.
The wind howls with eagerness.
There’s an odd chirp, here and there.
And it’s a long walk tonight,
But the moon is still high,
And still so bright.
The moon is bright tonight.
The mountain’s back is arched like a cat’s.
The cicadas buzz in darkness.
The wind howls with eagerness.
There’s an odd chirp, here and there.
And it’s a long walk tonight,
But the moon is still high,
And still so bright.
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