The moon, a silver slice so keen,

Hangs in the sky, a twilight scene!

No leaves can hide its joyful gleam,

Our youthful fire, a vibrant dream.

The blue air sings a high-hopes theme!

Bare branches reach, a sturdy frame,

Whispering your cherished name.

This cemetery’s peaceful, soft,

But our hearts beat, and soar aloft,

With passion that can’t be put off!

The dark hills rise where shadows sleep,

But through the chill, a vow we keep.

A thrill runs deep, an endless spring,

The crescent’s curve, the joy it brings,

The life we’ll seize, the songs we’ll sing!

No winter can defeat our will,

Our future bright, upon this hill.

With every breath, a forward stride,

With fervent hope, we’ll walk beside,

Where love and daring can’t be denied!

So let the world be still and low,

Our zealous love will make things grow!

Look to the light, that shining friend,

Our journey’s start, it has no end,

On this great path, our hearts will blend!