Glorian

The Legend Of The Moon

Glorian


On a cold winter day, a young poor girl 
Was looking for water around the hill 
So cold lips, so wounded feet 
So tired face, and cryin' eyes 

The moon was watching her from the sky 
Felt sorry for that miserable life 
Ordered the bush just near the girl 
To be a horse and bring that little girl 

So long way laid on the sky 
Towards the moon she flew so high 
He fell in love with her face 
The life he'd ever wished to embrace 
And the shape of the moon started to change 

The legend of the moon.. 
The story will go forever.. 

The brightest star also likes her face 
They fight in the month, all through the days 
The star beats the moon just in three days 
So the moon scares and hides away