Through the youthful eyes of the little cub,
He saw the little light, his little hope.
He saw the majestic, gorgeous Moon.
He longed for her with all of her silent beauty,
And he wanted to tell her how much he loves her.
But the Fair Moon is far away,
Gradually disappearing every two fortnights.
But the little cub never gave up hope,
He shall hold onto his everlasting Love,
For his Rising Moon...