Faithful moon above the trees and clouds
Beaming down on earth’s darkened half
Over the roofs of the rich and the poor
On those who cry and those who laugh
You mean the world to the countryside
Where night is night and the folks find rest
Under a canopy of stars that shine
The simplicity finds the life’s best
The golden glare of the busy cityside
Where night is only another day
Another life starts as the sun goes down
A never-ending race where everyone runs the same
Your smile above the dark rural side
Though, a poetic scene of delight
Above the blinding nightlife of the city
Becomes just another forgotten light