Do you know the story
Of the shepherd who’d turn
And took the river moon in his arms
Listen to the story
Mainly if you cannot read
Of the man who loved the woman
You can tuck it up in your mind
You would like to catch the moonlight
But you know the thing is not right
For all of us have some secrets to hide
Do you know the story
Of the shepherd who’d turn
And took the river moon in his arms
Listen to the story
Mainly if you cannot read
Of the man who loved the woman
Woman was a sting in the thorn
You will get the moon for the horn
You’ll try to catch it and you’ll drown
Of the moon you were much too full
Nowadays… People of the mountains say:
“That the Gods put the moon high up in the sky
So that the men might not be tempted to steal it”
Do you know the story
Of the shepherd who’d turn
And took the river moon in his arms
Listen to the story
Mainly if you cannot read
Of the man who loved the woman
Round in the depths of your mind
For today the moon is too high
Shepherd tried to catch a sunrise
You might be more lucky if you try
Do you know the story
Of the shepherd who’d turn
And took the river moon in his arms
Listen to the story
Mainly if you cannot read
Of the man who loved the woman
La, la, la, la…