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  • Carla Bruni

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Moon

Moon, oh sweet moon
Tell me, how my destiny will be
Tell me, how my fortune will be
Moon, oh pretty moon
Where all my gardens
and my windows* were on your dunes
Tell me if you hear
our lives up there, when they break
when they are bended
when they are exhausted
or when they laugh
 
Moon, oh poor moon
You must have seen sadful sorrows,
loneliness, bitterness
Moon, tender moon
You must know what are the reasons behind them
our terrors and our confusions
All of which light us up would die out one day
All of which count would mean nothing
Oh, moon lights us the way
 
Moon, I have learned nothing
Neither death nor life
nor infinite sadness
But when I see you laugh
Hope falls upon me
 
Moon, oh round moon
You are our desperate mother
Our winds, our wonders, our froths
Moon, oh blond moon
This is what happened to us
And our lives tremble like feathers
But there're still summer nights
and your stars and your beauty
and you, so sweet, to watch over us
 
Moon, I believe in nothing
Neither in gods nor in dogs
nor uncertain future
But when I see you shine
Faith falls upon me
 
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