White moon, who made you such a sorceress
Weaver of prodigies and magic?
Who gave you such power
That under your strange cloak
Makes the most distant fantasies?
Full moon, storm in the senses
Inordinate in your enchantment
Why do I surrender to the fascination
What does your dominance impose on me?
Body loose in the vertigo of the moment
New moon, hidden face of mystery
Of an empire that I dare not unveil
Embraced sentinel< br/>That even the night reveals
Having the strength of secrets to be told
Half moon in capricious change
In a dance that voice of time leads
Mirror of someone who is always a woman
And lives in constant rebirth
In the most secret shades of this light
White moon
Full moon
New moon
Half moon

INVIA LE CORREZIONI