(words/music by Francesca Ortolani)
White moon looks deep inside
Behind towns and big trees
No one hides in the dark
She knows who you are
And everything you have done
As she grows in the sky
She lights up all the streets,
Filters rays in your farm
She holds you in her arms
And all your forces have gone
When the moon comes
By the end of June
I feel so true
I feel so cool
White moon looks deep inside
Beyond iron and skin
Shadows run in the light
Escape in the night
In the cicada's drone