The moon tonight again,
makes his circle, and I am angry
I will climb up in the roof of tiles
I will go closer to the moon and I will whisper
how many tears have you seen today through your passes
and if you did what have you done for that.
And do not tell me that God putted you there only
To walk or to brighten us
And sometimes when we look at you
Make a song, but
With childrens’ pain
How are you little moon ?
because the children do not believe in you anymore and still cry
or come back, in order time to turn back so we can go there
where the teardrop hasn’t yet been discovered, or
you can change planet.