Sitting by the light of the moon
Beneath a high old tree
Heaven is fully with shinning stars
And a man sing with his guitar
Many voices scream in the wild night
*Young man sing out loud lalala
Mist is getting up lalala
His voice is full of melancholy lalala*
A shower dew has off his fire
But he cover himself and shrug one´s shoulders
Some birds fly upon trees
And the other animals are hidden
By care of the moonlight
*Chorus (x2)
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