A young goat speed on his way,
nimble steps straight through the navy blue night.
Cling and leap between the stars.
Come out of the silver rounded moon,
come into the quiet cold air!
Ride and flee me from the solitude.
A tender trembling string always in my heart,
never-ending wanders and never sees.
But I always shed it and grow love with this!
Now we are blithe, are free to the silence,
visiting the brighten and tearing stars!
Your horn is our guard,
we blow the triumph about perfume of joy!
Among the nests up above!
Thank you the young goat!
Thank you Mama!
Thank you our stars!



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