Lost child

Lost child waiting for Moon

As bright the rays arrive

But the wish is too fool

So the child cryes

 

Now dressed in flashes

It reminds the coldness of night

There is no protection

Only heats tide

 

From above it's done

But you still regret

Violent forces

You quit at the end

 

But the child still waits

Looking away

He won't betrave

That rule of the game ...