A song for lovers

The moon is shining on the sea:

Every night the moon looks down

Through the spaces quietly;

And no matter though I be

In the houses of the town,

Something always says to me,

The moon is shining on the sea.

Along the boulevard I pace.

Peeping up among the trees.

And I see her gentle face

Looking through immensities;

And while I stare there comes to me

The distant murmur of the sea.

For they love each other well:

All across the depth of space

They are reaching out their arms,

They are looking face to face,

The pretty, timid moon and the

Poor, unhappy, little sea.