A forest of stars twinkling far away
Over the surging spahis of the sea
And a full moon sighted pretty and gay
In her topmost splendor beyond the lea
Heading over the horizon off sight
Orbiting the earth blooming up again
A tiny cres’ent living by the sunlight
Aging with the night waning o’er the main
Leaving the cavaliers on a quick raid
Over the vast green meadows of the sea
Thousands of steeds brigade pushing brigade
Charging the shores to gain their liberty
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