I take the diamonds from the sky

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I take the diamonds from the sky.
I pick them up like shining pieces.
So far from here the comets fly.
I send to them the air kisses.

The moon is white. It's full. It glitters.
I wish I had a joyful flight
To the magestic brightful site,
Where the Lord in silence whispers.