The colorless moon went up the sky
yet prettier than a colorful butterfly.

It's splendour so powerful within its misty veil
I fell to the ground to the music of nightinangle.

Reminiscing the moment when I first saw you
May be it was when my mother held me in her arms and pointed up at you.

It's 2 A.M and I'm still staring at you
And that's the way I love you.

© Wini