The full moon is rising
above the high winter clouds
As I'm wandering alone
in this opened cage that won't let me out
The smile on the moon
is a reflection of you face
I raise my hands and try to touch it
but it's so far away...
and even when the sun will stop
shining on this beatifull creation
the smille will still be there
only hiding from those who try to reach it
maybe it's afraid to taken away...