The kids convey the Moon from hand to hand
They pass it slowly cautiously and gently
They are so kind, they are so friendly,
Their wishes will come true, don't doubt them.
Thou, who is burning up with love, your valentines
Are coming here at the spread of light from space
And they are cursed with someone' bless
Or may be ... they are blessed with an ancient curse, that's why
They have the magic light that treats blind minds
Meanwhile the children catch the rays of light
By the mirror-Moon, thus that's a kind of a game
Perhaps the other Moon-side looks the same
For those who've known entirely love and life
Just... Oiche mhaight, My darling! Oiche mhaight.
My Lullaby for You
© Copyright: Наталья Глубокова, 2021
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