O Crescent Moon's fallen,
Flat back onto the Sea!
What a pity to see then!
Stark unconscious is she?
Sea-gulls try to rescue her,
Poor Moon trembles with bur,
Her eyes closed as hopeless.
Who can help her from this?
Flat back onto the Sea!
What a pity to see then!
Stark unconscious is she?
Sea-gulls try to rescue her,
Poor Moon trembles with bur,
Her eyes closed as hopeless.
Who can help her from this?
Sao Puthpong, Cambodia
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