Moon that lights up above
On the rooftops of Paris
See how a man
Can suffer from beautiful love
Solitary star that dies
When day returns, hear
The song of the earth rising towards you
Hear the cry of a man who is in pain
For whom a million stars
Are not worth the eyes of the one
He loves with a deadly love
Moon, moon
That becomes misty up there before
The day comes, hear
The roar of the human beast's heart
It is Quasimodo's lament
Who cries out his mad distress
His voice through hills and valleys
Flies to reach you
Moon, watch over
This strange world that mixes
Its voice with the choir of angels, moon
That lights up above to
Illuminate my pen, see
How a man can suffer from love
From love

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