?Why are you so silent, speak something?, I said. There was magic in the air, the magic which resulted from the magical combination of the river, the night, silhouette of trees on distant river bank and islands, the twinkling stars and as I said her high ness, queen of night, moon. They have put a comfortable mattress with fluffy pillows(all white), under the open sky. We were sitting on the terrace of the houseboat. One hour before midnight: The night is so dark despite being patched with the twinkling stars and her highness, queen of night, the moon. Pierrot, my friend! My candle's out, I've no more fire - For love of God Open thy door! Lend me thy pen To write a word In the moonlight. ![]() ![]() Au clair de la lune Mon ami Pierrot, Prete moi ta plume Pour ecrire un mot Ma chandelle est morte, Je n'ai plus de feu, Ouvre moi ta porte, Pour l'amour de Dieu.
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