O gothic moon thy shine encharmest me tonight
Bereavest me of sleep, makest me wander under thy light
Thou letst abloom my heart until the very last of thy ray
Shine, bereaver of sleep, ere black clouds hide thee away
I know this can't be eternal
No love hath ever conquered the borders of time
No beauty is everlasting, not even thine!
But o how I wished your heart would fore'er be mine
Thy eyes cares myself to endure these painful lies
The moon's persistance makest me ask
Why can't we be stars
Stars that shine forever
Stars that unite with the night
At the horizon the dark stormclouds of sorrow have gathered their might
Neither the moon nor the stars reveal their light this night
And rain keeps falling, pouring down into my soul
While wild weeping clouds enwrap me with their woe
