I long for the glowing, pale roundness de la lune
When I light a fire to warm the hours of the night
And with a quill and some ink I write un mot douxMon ami Pierrot, your love only is true
I will wait in the glimmer of the candlelight
And open the door to the luster de ta lume.
Yves Cadoux
Hans Thoma, Mondscheingeiger, 1897
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