Le Luna sees you Gypsy boy
gazing upon you
she recognises you
like a peice of music never forgotten.

Le Luna hears you Gypsy boy
she listens as you convey your truth
she hears your silent screams.

Le Luna touches you Gypsy boy
and feels beneath your skin
your mask
feels your dreams
so tactile.

Le Luna thanks you Gypsy boy
for seeing beyond
for hearing her truth
for touching her so deeply....