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It's the waltz of the moon dancer
Who got his feet caught in the mist,
Did not see the dawn coming
And no one noticed
He clung to the petticoat of the sky,
Tore the lace,
He fell on a sheet of dune
Taking with him in his fall the curtain of mist
There is no more moon dancer,
He died in a shroud of mist,
The sky is almost bare
And no one saw anything
All the stars had predicted
That this transfixed lover
One day
He would fall in love
But he played the tightrope walk
With the rays of his moon
He knew that one day the sun
Would come and kill him in a duel
There is no more moon dancer
He died in a shroud of mist,
The sky is almost bare
And you saw nothing
According to you, it's a news item
Which does not deserve prayer
br/>You are wrong
You are wrong.
Goodbye little moon dancer
Who died of being clumsy
Who let the mist come,
This waltz is for you.