[There’s a cinnamon tree that grows on the Moon]

1

There’s a cinnamon tree that grows on the Moon

There’s a hare who sits under that tree

And he’s grinding some magic powder

2

My eyes are round and shining

My step is light and serene

My voice is ringing with beauty

Full Moon is my name

My face fair shines with a smile

When I see you, my sweet one

3

Will you come to me when you’re in trouble

Will you come to me when you’re in pain

I’ll make all your bad times go away

Thunder is loud and yet it gets softer

Rain is pouring and yet it gets thinner

The cloud is black but it will fade away

Like a silver orchid

The full moon will be shining

By the hour when you must come to me

4

See, the shadow at the fence,

Isn’t this my sweet one coming?

Oh no, it’s just my lamp there, shaken

By the cunning gust of wind

Hear, the footsteps in the yard,

Isn’t this my sweet one coming?

Oh no, it’s just some old leaves there, swept

By the evil gust of wind

5

The night is oh so long

The night is oh so long

Only one speck of moonray

Glides along the windowsill

I promised you yesterday

And I’m waiting for you

I promised you all the time

And I’m waiting for you

I refused everyone,

All my lovers and friends

Oh why don’t you come to me,

To your Menwol the Full Moon?

6

There’s the cinnamon tree that grows on the Moon

There’s the jasper hare who sits under that tree

And he’s grinding the powder of the undying

7

Moonfrost is creeping into my soul

Sadness is whispering in the reeds

I’ll put the snares for my moonhare

But what do I need his powder for

When my sweet one has forgotten all his roads to me?

Maple is groping for me with its leaves that are fair

I’ll climb my maple bridge to the very Moon

I’ll be crying in my moonpalace all by myself

I’ll be looking into your windows when the Moon is full

Translated by Max Nemtsov