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She comes when the Moon is heavy
With wishes from many a maid
Who with passionate longing,
Their dreams upon it laid

She comes when night is warmest
In the time of the southern winds
That bring the moaning cries
Of maidens who meet sad ends

Her long dark tresses flowing
Along a figure fair and sweet
In creamy lace of night dresses
She haunts there and hopes to meet

Her lover, ever vacant,
ever empty, never there
Alone she walks this road and mourns
This pain too much t’bare

Theirs was a true love story
Begun in the naïveté of youth
They were to meet and marry
But then a mad rival twisted truth

The Man* said her lover was taken
A wife and children he had at home
For you see this blue Deceiver
Had a love for her of his own

With trust born of the young
She believed his sordid tale
But when she refused his offer
His jealous rage upon her fell 


And alas the gallant lover!
Comes riding in, but he's too late
For his dark haired beauty
Had already met her fate

Then the *Man in the Moon whispered,
“Young lad, Bring the lass to me…
For I have many wishes...
One just for you, maybe”

The lover looked up in confusion 
but how can this be so?
Moon-Man*, You are so high 
and we are so very low.

Across the sea he noticed
 just then his answer there
The moon was reflected in grandeur 
On black waters bright and fair

So into the cold sea he went
With his love in his strong arms
Toward the ever deceitful Moon
He walked to meet the dawn.

My story truly happened thus
Of that I can attest
For I'm the vengeful maiden
Haunting the Moon from death

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