A Composer in Love with the Moon

O Luna, selige Herrin, kühl und sanft, feucht und schön, Haupt und Schlüssel aller Planeten. When I watch your silver light, something inside me starts to tremble. As you fade and bloom above the night, my restless heart moves with you. It feels as though I’m drifting softly, rocked inside a shining dream. And while your gentle light surrounds me, my hand reaches for the pen. Notes begin to spill like star drops, flowing freely with the ink. The empty pages lying before me slowly bloom with living sound. My feelings and my dreaming heart— they are the source of all my music. And when inspiration overflows, art begins to breathe and shine. You are the muse who fills my soul with music. And when the melodies awaken, that is the moment I truly feel alive. Please— let me always love your beauty. Hold my fragile heart so gently, and protect the songs within me. You are the muse who fills my soul with music. And when the melodies awaken, that is the moment I truly feel alive. Zeige uns dein Erbarmen, nimm unsere bescheidenen Wünsche an, und schenke uns Glück, Gesundheit, Frieden und Geborgenheit.