Petit à petit, Yuan fait son nid.

The moon is a harsh mistress

See her how she flies

Golden sails across the sky

Close enough to touch

But careful if you try

Though she looks as warm as gold

The moon's a harsh mistress

The moon can be so cold

Once the sun did shine

And lord it felt so fine

The moon a phantom rose

Through the mountains and the pines

And then the darkness fell

The moon's a harsh mistress

It is hard to love her well

I felt out of her eyes

I felt out of her heart

I fell down on my face, yes I did

And I tripped  and I missed my star

And I fell and felt alone

The moon's a harsh mistress

Sky is made of stone

The moon's a harsh mistress

She is hard to call your own