The Mistress of the Moon and the Reaper of the Stars.

A white mistress is shinning in the sky
Surrounded by million diamond stars
Dancing trou' day and night
With her own light and own dark

Raising with the dusk
She will not rest when the night came
She will be shinning without shame
Hiding herself from the lust

Dancing in brillant spires
In the dark vaults of the sky
Whearin a dress of safires
And hiding a tearless cry

A reaper once come to take
The pale moon from the nights
With all her gentle sights
But all was a horrid mistake

And the reaper, once grim and sad
Is now realy glad
Having the prettiest mistres of the skies
As his friend was an unexpected surprise.

Now the mistress of the night
And the reaper of the stars
Are healing all the scars
with a white delight