Moon

Jackrabbit jumped with a generous mood Offering himself on the fire for food Touched by his virtue, the fortune approved Outlining ears on the fortress moon As I'm about to enter your world As I'm about to enter your world I give you light Some say the crane was the call for two Stretched by the weight as her legs withdrew Carrying the chariot, the rabbit assumed Washing her face with the redheaded hubris As I'm about to enter your world As I'm about to enter your world I give you blood