The plains are gloomy,
And the night is cold.
More stars are shining,
Then the sky could hold.
The moon was shining,
As bright as the sun.
And if the moon was shown,
You know that night begun.
The moon reflects the sun,
The light that shines so bright.
And sends it to our earth,
To light up our night.
And when the light,
Shines over plains and dunes.
We will always know,
We have our shining moon.
But when the moon sits,
Under the mountains and hills,
All of the nightly creatures,
Sleep and lay still.
And when the sun rises,
Shining so bright.
We will look forward,
To another moonlit night.