Tonight moon stop in my garden.
Yellow like a submarine  ..
We couldn't  talk..
She was upset..
Airplane try to kiss her..

I wanted to ask her
About my mum..
Is  she arrive ..
Did she see her..
She was silent..

I know she is there..
I know they talk
about me..
She was quiet..
Not a word..

I will ask her
Tomorrow
Again..
If she come in my garden..
Yellow..
Like a submarine..
Tomorrow..
And after tomorrow..
Again..
I will
Ask..