When The Butterflies Dance To The Moon's Song

When the butterflies dance, To the moon's song, I smile and glance, The song of love, Sways In the sping breeze, I wait for the one, whom I belove. A promise made to the young heart, I see it blooming in the moonlight Hear the anklet's ring, indeed god's art, In shy steps, she smiles and walks steady, Like the moon shines shy in silent night, I glanced at her, my heart's in nectar plenty.