It is not me but is is you,
You whom have took my hands and reversed what time had done,
You whom is what makes the night sky even brighter with your beauty.
Tis you whom I love and support,
Is you who I follow,
Undividedly,
Without cold feet,
Leaving all my doubt behind.
Is it not you who gave me my name,
Was it not you who gave me my greatest friend,
Are you not my lady of the divine?
Yes it is true my words can only be so many,
But as is says in the laws of just,
Speak you little,
Listen much.
My begin and end to the night,
The light of the dark,
The lady mother moon.
