The moon looks at the stars and says, I'm looking forward to meeting you in the next galaxy.
The moon is the highest praise.
Tell me, what am I inferior to the moon?
But there is only one moon in the sky and only one you in the world.
People who can't pick the moon say that they are heartbroken.
It's almost midnight, only the moon is against it.
Of course, I will not try to pick it, and I don't want the moon to come to me. I want my moon, rolling and burning in the galaxy.
I like the sun, the moon and you. I like the sun during the day and the moon at night, and I will always like you.
Ten thousand times again, I would like to hold the years in the water. Everything is empty, but it doesn't matter.