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And follow the trail  
And follow the trail  


 
(Chorus):
Synodic season  
Synodic season  
To come out of hiding  
To come out of hiding  
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To wear down any sharpness  
To wear down any sharpness  
It's not how long you wait  
It's not how long you wait  
(Chorus)




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And as you're gasping for the last of air  
And as you're gasping for the last of air  
You'll tra-la-la-la-la  
You'll tra-la-la-la-la  
No es la locura  
No es la locura  
En realidad es el amor  
En realidad es el amor  

Revision as of 21:43, 30 April 2018

« Song page for Waltz in E-major, Op. 15 - Moon Waltz

Lyrics

 
The last time our module would ring you 
Like a lunar bell 
I'll see you on the moon 
Until we meet at Tycho 
And follow the trail 

(Chorus):
Synodic season 
To come out of hiding 
Why'd it take so long? 
Inching out of orbit dividing 
Where did I go wrong? 


I'll see you on the moon 
Where we're throwing a party 
And as you're gasping for the last of air 
You'll tra-la-la-la-la 
You give me fifty-nine percent from libration 
We dance in synchronous rotation 


The image we see of you has been 
Just a little late 
There is no atmosphere 
To wear down any sharpness 
It's not how long you wait 


(Chorus)


A wise woman said I'm alive 
Nobody's ever told her she's wrong 
A paella of space-talking jive 
I'm as alive as her beard is long 


I'll see you on the moon 
Where we're throwing a party 
And as you're gasping for the last of air 
You'll tra-la-la-la-la 
Twirling moon dust abound 
Lung destruction is starting 
Take your suit off and swim in maria 


I'll see you on the moon 
There's already a party 
And as you're gasping for the last of air 
You'll tra-la-la-la-la 
No es la locura 
En realidad es el amor 
Now that you've heard it all 
There is the door