Oh my bright moon
How soon you come to comfort me
At this late hour
The darkest that I’ve seen
My time is short
My words are brief and fleeting
But you bright moon
Have saved me once again

I see you still
Through treetops slowly slinking
And here you are
When I look to my right
The morning sun
Is bright but can not comfort me
It’s with you still
That I must bide my time