(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