The Half Moon Song

I see the half moon shining

in the late afternoon sky

and I know night will soon be coming

by the sweeps of wind

floating by.

How it would be to live up high

lost in everlasting infinity,

far away from human lies

among the embrace of

God's imensity?

Do I really believe in all these things,

in the sweet redemption of all beings?

Do I know by what means

I can get rid of all my sins?

I see the half moon shining

in her desire to be fulfilled

like a man's soul crying

to be in God's nature

conceiled.