Luna
In a forest of clouds, and a handful of snow, the sun glitters,
encompassed by the stars above, flattered by the adoring humans,
glorifying the spectacle of moon's shadow.
How warm is the light of the lunar night!
Only the choir of wintery winds flapping its wings.
From the first time she sees light
the world is flashy light.
Happiness is now a fertile field.
Huge crowd of hummingbirds flock the horizon
praising her arrival.
I repeat their songs of ecstatic flare,
this heavenly bless
Praise be to God and the angels.
It is enough to raise our hands
to the altar of faith.
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