Two houses

Next to the mountains,

Where the trees are swaying like ocean waves,

There are standning two houses,

And in one house there is a girl that misbehaves.

He sees her every night,

Looking through his window,

A girl that is going out

Looking like a real- life widow.

She comes and then she goes,

But she never leaves.

All the secrets that she keeps

Are safe with the rays of the Moon.

But why does she go out only when the Moon is shinning?

Why she´s looking at him like he´s the one from heavens ?

Boy opens the window slowly,

He doesn´t want her to see,

That he looks at her with his eyes so purely,

And emotions are ovwerfilling the seas.

The widow will forever be only in his dreams,

Oh, young and naive...

The rain is filling up the streets.

You should know,

That the woman belongs only to the Moon and his bedsheets.