Mooncry

The season has gone Blackened in whole It's dry but it's cold Because the words have been told The peasants were hiding When the rain keeps on falling The sun hath away apart And the moon keeps on crying Cry The moon keeps on crying Cry The moon keeps on crying Affright to get home So he write between a poem River of clouds Shake the dead on their shrouds Cry The moon keeps on crying Cry The moon keeps on crying The peasants still hiding And the rain keeps on falling The sun hath away apart And the moon keeps on crying Cry The moon keeps on crying Cry The moon keeps on crying And The Sun keeps on trying