Spill the moonlight in your hands, let it dance, let it hum—a silver ribbon, a golden thread, a song the night has just begun.

Tre la la, the world is swaying, soft as petals in the breeze, laughter like a distant river,running wild beneath the trees.

Hold the echo, drink the silence, let the stars hum in your chest, Tre la la, the night is endless, and in this moment, all is blessed.