Текст песни The Moon

Jackrabbit trumped with a generous mood Offering itself on the fire for food Touched by his virtue, the fortune approved Outlining ears on the virtuous moon As I'm about to enter your world As I'm about to enter your world I give you light Some say the crane was the culprit too Stretched by the weight as her legs withdrew Carrying the chariot, the rabbit assumed Brushing her face with a redheaded hubris As I'm about to enter your world As I'm about to enter your world I give you blood