Moon is tonight like wine,
Dearest eyes addicts me more than moonshine.
Crush that I experienced at first sight,
Still the very feeling tremors me tonight.

I feel like stepping on teen-age,
You people merely say it's last stage.
I don't understand anything,
Who brought this ever spring?
Is it Love that reversed my time?
Now I only hear lovely chyme.

I am under a spell of magic,
This Love's making me illogic.
All the time I adore the bird,
But getting his grace is too hard.

Hey bird of blue plumage!
How can I lessen your fiery rage?
I can stampede all conventions for you,
Don't be mum! Please say words a few.