The moonlight,
is the sweetest rain,
It sweetly beams and sultry glows,
Like a loving and sweet exotic woman,
It flows like honey,
Through the maple trees,

Its exquisite kisses,
Golden with the wind,
And my love,
Through my exotic,
and ethereal gypsies hair,

The moonlight,
Is the sweetest rain,
It makes their Beauty,
And pretty souls,
Damp and warm,
As the Summer roses,
With their wild,
and enchanted modesties,
Deep and sweet,
iris serenities,

The moonlight,
Is the sweetest rain,
It soothes with its champagne,
And our loves forever roses,
Bloom within the Souls romantic gardens,

The moonlight,
is the sweetest rain,
And their love flows,
with its voluptuous honey
Reynaldo Casison