FREEDOM

All those clouds in the sky,
Covering a defenseless moon.
Those horrible clouds make the moon look shy.
Poor moon, it looks like it wants to cry.

Poor unhappy moon,
Won't you try to come out of the gloom.
There you go you're almost there.
Leave the clouds which bring you despair.

Poor moon you were almost clear,
But those evil clouds engulfed you again.
Please sad moon wipe away the fear
And fight the clouds that fight unfair.

Don't worry her friend the moon,
They must let you out of your cloudy tomb.
Her dear unhappy Mr. Moon, you must fight.
You must fight with all your might.

When the moon was finally set free,
It was a beautiful sight to see.
The moon was so happy and bright,
Oh it was a beautiful night.