The Little Fete
"I take a bottle of wine and I go drink it among the
We are allways three ... counting my shadow and my friend the
Happily the moon knows nothing of drinking, and my shadow is
When I sing, the moon listens to me in silence. When I dance, my
shadow dances too.
After all festivities the guests must depart. This sadness I do
When I go home, the moon goes with me and my shadow follows