“Under the moon, everything becomes real
Silence holds me, I know
A clear breath, a blurred world
And everything starts here with us
The moon speaks to me when all sleeps
It keeps my secrets, my harmonies
Shadows dance on my skin
And I lose myself between high and not so beautiful
Come, listen to the sky
It has endless words
Under this real light
Everything becomes human
Moon, oh Moon
Show me
Who I am in your radiance
Moon, gentle moon, guide me
When the world cannot see me
Every night, I write your name
On the walls of my house
Your reflection still follows me
Like a dream that I love
Come, listen to the wind
It sings slowly
Under your white light
I feel everything leaning
Moon, oh moon, show me
Who I am in your radiance
Moon, gentle moon, guide me
When the world cannot see me
Moon
You look at me without a word
Moon
I lose myself in your beauty
Oh moon, show me
Who I am in your radiance
Moon, gentle moon
Keep me
In your shade
Close to you
Under the moon, everything becomes real, and I stay with you”
Today we have a chance to protect human rights in America and I am struggling with the idea that half of America does not want that or possibly ignorant to the definition of freedom. Keep America the land of the free! Freedom of choice, freedom of love and equality. I hope freedom is in our future. 🇺🇸
