There's an ocean, an ocean of fire in the sky,
flowing down,
for the moon stretches down to us.
So tonight upon our red rooftop, let's enjoy
the slow breeze, while the moonlight
unites the oceans in the sky,
and covers the Brazilian seashore;
For it heals the soul of the woods.
All the old sycamore trees, the owls, the hawks, and snakes,
all these things run for existence.
So hold on, onto my words,
Like your wedding ring, let me hold you close.
For in the quiet night,
I can feel your heart beat, your emotions that run like water.
Let me hear the river and rhythm of your desires, and your ambitions that lie
awake in you.
Let this, let this moment separate what you fear,
as I listen to the drums of your heart.
here
hold my hand, then let my voice unlock creation,
Echoing and speaking the languages of your dreams and desires,
for how I do love you.
Now see the moonlight's rule over the stars,
speaking pictures of grace into the quiet night.
In such a way the power of the moonlight stands like a king,
thus I will listen and unlock the waves of your dreams.
