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I come from the mountains to the sea
Passing through this city,
I bring moons for your garden
And little bouquets of smiling flowers,
I also bring sweet friendship
For sorrows and pain,

Love, sweet love
I bring moons for your garden
And along the way a song:
Love, sweet love,

I bring moons for your garden
And along the way a song.
Let there be light
And the light bathes the hills
Underneath the shelter,
The light in the lofty heights,
And in all the hearts
Let the candles be lit!

And love drips
On the desks as well,
Let there be dancing in the streets,
The light in the cerebellums,
In the gentleman's gloves,
More light for those who live,
May it illuminate this dark earth, oh!

And let the hips sway
And let everyone dance happily
And love drips
On the desks as well