On his way back to the cottage
An elegant shape caught his sight
He had never seen such a grace
The full moon was ruling the night
He fell in love at the moment
With that well crafted creation
His sanity left him alone
With his burning frustration
The dance of her mild wavy hair
Gesture of her moving limbs
Glittering of her blooming eyes
Became his sacred fervent whims
He forgot the path to his house
And went after the dancing shape
He chose the path to endless love
That no one could ever escape
