ive seen golden statues in the park that are holding still all day long but i know as soon as night is dark they go dancing on the lawn far from black buildings and crosswalks far from tourists are getting bored deep down in the seats of their buses flying around traffic pointing at cathedrals and here's a song to salute the moon when she appeared blushed with emotions the statues sang altogether in a circle the green waltz an old owl told me to be quiet then i saw the most beautiful girl standing in the moonlight towards me she said without hesitation i like men like you with shining eyes a police officer came to us told us to lie down on the ground he said i'll keep playing luth till down while you will be reunited he surely was a great poet but we would prefer the sweetness of a secret nest deep in the woods with noone around i held her hand and she led me there