The bashful moonS. PaulusI worried: might youcome here; might I go there;might we meet again?Then, at last, the basful moon:I slept with my door unlatched.
← LibraryS. Paulus · songThe bashful moonSong 6 of 7lyrics: AnonymousAudio diction — free with sign-inTTS in 14 languages, loop passages, slow down lines.Sign in with GoogleSongThe bashful moonlyrics: AnonymousIˈaɪworriedwˈʌɹɪd:mightmˈaɪtyoujˈuːcomekˈʌmherehˈiə;mightmˈaɪtIˈaɪgoɡˈəʊthereðˈeə;mightmˈaɪtwewˈiːmeetmˈiːtagainɐɡˈɛn?Thenðˈɛn,atˈætlastlˈɑːst,theðəbasfulmoonmˈuːn:Iˈaɪsleptslˈɛptwithwˈɪðmymˈaɪdoordˈɔːunlatchedʌnlˈætʃt.