choir
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full moon in the height
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full moon in the night
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influence of the Moon
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can make an artist or a loon
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of loves
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choir
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spirit, like the moon
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can be an expanded white balloon
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which hovers
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bridge
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life is a dream
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when it reflects a gleam
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that we catch as the essence
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which is hidden in the beam
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feel the Moon
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chorus
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it is the daughter of mystic water
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we hear the tune played
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by the light of the moon
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intuition is condition to
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understand the moonlight
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it means is clean mind
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see.. feel.. love.. hear
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the Moon!
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listento the Moon!
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O, listen to the Moon!
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the Moon!
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We are deceived
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by what bekieved
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lies of the moon
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our soul have strewn
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watching the other
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side someone thinks
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that is a mother
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what seemed a sphinx
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the moon deludes
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the moon is shrewd
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the moon misleads
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the moon obtrudes
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the moon inside...
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choir
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fantasy fades soon
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when not supported by the moon
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in crescent
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choir
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fancies sends the moon
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and they are granted as a boon
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or present
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bridge
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chorus
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the calling of the moon
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O, the moon serenade
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music played by the moonlight
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the moon in the morning must fade
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at night can evermore rise
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it is the night maid
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in daytime disguise
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of morning afraid
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choir
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influence fo the moon
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can make an artist or a loon
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of lovers
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bridge
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chorus
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below the moon
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within the silent night
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we hear it´s sounding light
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it´s music is the movement
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of emotions which are burning
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in the sweetness of creation
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recreated by the magic
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force of love
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it´s the motion of sensations
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returning to imagination
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in the deepness resonated
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by the magic of the moon
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it´s the movement it´s the motion
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of emotions of sensations
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they are burning they´re returning
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recreated by the magic, magic, of the
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burning by the magic, magic
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of the Moon
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below the Moon!
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The Moon
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