Menulis
Alina Orlova
Writing
Oh, on the Moon there are no schools,
And on the Moon, there’s no war.
Oh, on the Moon, there are plenty of diners,
Where you can get free pastries.
Oh, on the Moon, deer roam free,
They’re not hit by cars,
When they look at you so gently,
Even kids don’t get strep throat.
Hey-dai-dai-dai-dai-dai-da...
Hey-dai-dai-dai-dai-dai-da...
Oh, on the Moon, no one gets their feet wet,
And on the Moon, fathers don’t die.
There, everyone’s their own Noah,
And you don’t need umbrellas at all.
Oh, on the Moon, there are dragons,
We can pet them, it’s true,
But why, oh why, brother,
Is that Moon so far away?
So far away...
So far away...
So far away...
So far away...
So far away...