You smile from the sky above,
And drench me in torrents of love.
So near, and yet so far,
I reach out to stroke your milky face,
But its only air my fingers can trace.
Sometimes clouds hide your radiance,
How I wish I could clear them away,
Bring back your glow, drive off the grey.
And when you smile bright and radiant,
How I wish I could admire you forever,
Basking in your milky moonlight, and stop never.
Oh moon of my life, did you ever realize,
That your real abode is not these high skies,
But in the depths of my heart, your loving soul lies?