In the silence the moon returns to its throne
little by little it reveals its face
it gives me comfort when I think that I can't see you
but you are under the light of the same moon
/>if I could return to your arms knowing that our love was enough
then the light of a hundred moons could shine
I pray that the stars can intervene
but they only laugh at me
I ask the river why should I suffer?
but it runs past me
if I could return to your arms knowing that our love was enough
then the light of a hundred moons could shine