When The Moon Hides Behind The Cloud

When the moon hides behind the cloud, Late in the dark of cold evening; Every shadow becomes gloomy, The appearance is so scowling. When the moon hides behind the cloud, Early in the morning sunlight; The new dawn starts to show its glow, As the night is nowhere in sight. When the moon hides behind the cloud, Above the high, mammoth mountain; The large landscape is nice to paint, Sharing zephyr or the soft wind. Listen to the deafening voice, As the silence is very loud; Hear the sweet sound of the nature, When the moon hides behind the cloud.