The Moon

I know,

There is someone behind the moon, 

fades himself among the clouds, 

Tries thy, to hide himself in the sky,

 And my heart for him there lie.

When I try to refrain from thy memory. 

There he covers the sky: And cover me, 

When I try to run away from thee, 

There he showers the rains; And drench me.

And i, move on leaving him in dismay,

 Raises thee Like A Sun; And scorches me,

 Burns my skin, And Burns my heart, 

Until I crave for thee; In Night into him I flee .

Like the king, he rules the sky and me,

Thy shining smooth rays penetrates my eye,

 He then, dwells over me and I glide into thee,

 And I rest waiting for a chariot he'll send for mee.