The earrings
that the moon is missing,
I have them kept
to make you a necklace.
I found them a foggy morning
when you were walking
near the immense sea.
A privilege
for which I thank heaven,
because there has been no poet
who could ever find them.
I keep them in a golden coffer,
they are my only fortune,
and I'm giving them to you.
The earrings
that the moon is missing,
I have them kept
in the bottom of the sea.
The earrings
that the moon is missing,
I have them kept
to make you a necklace.
I found them a foggy morning
when you were walking
near the immense sea.
A privilege
for which I thank heaven,
because there has been no poet
who could ever find them.
I keep them in a golden coffer,
they are my only fortune,
and I'm giving them to you.
The earrings
that the moon is missing,
I have them kept
in the bottom of the sea.