Moon, so round and yellow,
Looking from on high,
How I love to see you
Shining in the sky.
Oft and oft I wonder,
When I see you there,
How they get to light you,
Hanging in the air:
Where you go at morning,
When the night is past,
And the sun comes peeping
O'er the hills at last.
Sometime I will watch you
Slyly overhead,
When you think I'm sleeping
Snugly in my bed.
Summery of the poem Moon So Round and Yellow by Matthias Barr
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Pls tell me about who is referred as they in these lines