O moon, the moon;
Shine your light on the wounded,
and disperse its sorrows
O moon, the moon;
Spread your light and heal the souls,
That are dying to be
O moon, the moon;
Fill our hearts with love for humanity,
And make us brothers
O moon, the moon;
Shower your light and show the virtuous path,
To those who are astray.
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