A moonlit evening Mist's song cannot reach her Lonely hearts remain
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When I hear that, I think of only one thing.ShwrrrrrrShss...I do have silly ideas, don't I....I face the Moon and start singing to divert myself from my loneliness..... Oh, dear..... Maybe I'll wonder......whether it's reaching her, the Full Moon.SplashShwrr
Shwrr...reaching down within it, like light piercing the thick fog.Plish...The full moon shines, reflecting back the light of the Sun.ShwrrrrrrOn nights when the mist is so thick that not even the full moon's light comes through...SplashPlashOoooonn...ShwrrWhen I howl like this, I wonder if my voice might not penetrate the water's surface....... And yet, when I sing like this......I think perhaps my singing must be reaching the full moon.Awooooooonnnn