Wait until, It's dusk! As the Sun will resort back I will resume my journey! When He will shroud the blanket of cloud, I will tip toe above the horizon. When the Sun will withdraw his aura and will leave the ever widened sky by the hand of fate, I'll rise with my charm to enlighten them! I'll spread my note less music by the juvenile flutes of the gracious stars.
And thus every night I'll seduce that docile author by my alluring radiance who leans against the window with the only hope to capture that dreamy Moonlight by his glimmering words!!