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See her how she fliesGolden sails across the skiesClose enough to touchBut careful if you tryThose she looks as warm as goldThe moon is a harsh mistressThe moon can be so coldOnce the sun did shineAnd Lord, it felt so fineThe moon of phantom roseThrough the mountains and the pieAnd then the darkness fellThe moon is a harsh mistressIt's hard to love her wellI fell out of her eyesI fell out of her heartI fell down on my faceAnd I drift and met my starI fell, I fell aloneThe moon is a harsh mistressThe skies is made of stoneThe moon is a harsh mistressShe's hard to call your own Aus Songtexte Mania