The sun has been stricken by the moon. The moon she cries as she is illuminating the great big skies. Oh how blissful is the sunrise the sun he has called for the moon "For who has made these tears fall" he cries out towards the moon for th beauty of the moon shows no flaws. The sun is in awe by this beautiful deity "And if you were to fall as I have saw I too would fall to wherever it is you shall go my presence is bound to follow for it is you who makes me shine as bright as pure gold, who makes me forget I am growing old for you have put wonders in my heart as loud as thunder it has been beating for you it is you I shall follow until my light is no more even then I'd like to meet you by the sea shore share a kiss and never have to miss the beauty of the moonrise."