Текст песни The Moon's a Harsh Mistress - Alice Kristiansen

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See her how she flies
Golden sails across the sky
Close enough to touch
But careful if you try
Though she looks warm as gold
The moon′s a harsh mistress
The moon can be so cold

Once the sun did shine
And Lord, it felt so fine
The moon a phantom rose
Through the mountains and the pines

And then the darkness fell
And the moon's a harsh mistress
It′s hard to love her well
The moon's a harsh mistress
She's hard to call your own

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