I want moonlight
for my sad night
to dream
the divine illusion that you brought me
to feel you are mine
mine and no other


For since you left
I haven’t had moonlight.
I feel your moorings
like hooks, like claws
that drown me on a beach
of torture and pain.
And I feel your chains dragging
in the quiet night,
with a full moon,
blue like no other
Since you left
I haven’t had moonlight
For since you left
I haven’t had moonlight
If you never return, my provincial girl
to my beloved jungle
that is sad and cold
at least your memory
will put light over my mist
for since you left
I haven’t had moonlight
since you left I haven’t had…