The sun shines awaiting
For the moon to go appearing
The sun waits with longing
As in the sky, it goes a-crossing
The moon comes arriving
As the sun goes a-leaving
And in the dark, the moon lies awaiting
For the sun to go a-coming
But as with the sun that goes a-leaving
So, too, does the moon come morning
And thus their fate has come to being
Sun and moon never meeting, eternally awaiting
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