Pale Moon

Pale Moon - Frank Sinatra (弗兰克·辛纳屈)

Out of my love that eventide

Monstrous clouds even pine

Footsteps echo by my side

The spirit takes a sign

Twilight skies are all alight

Across the deep lagoon

A face is breaking through the night

My Indian maid Pale Moon

Speak through thy love forsaken

Thy spirit mantle grow

Ere thou the great white dawn awaken

And through the sea thou swingest low

Then to the west

I'll follow across the deep lagoon

Swift as a flying arrow

To thy abode Pale Moon