Walk with Me in Moonlight
Surrounding you are angels,
No friendship is useless and no day is in vain.
They are there to guide your path,
I remembered that is wonderful as soon as flickers:
Just as God has a purpose for sunshine and rain.
If weakness overcomes you,
Appeared you in mine front,
All can be discouraged and everyone cries,
Come, walk with me In moonlight
They'll give you strength if you will ask.
Some like appears briefly fantasy,
But we have friends to comfort us.
They are your protection
Has like the chaste America's angel.
Beneath these cloudy skies.
We'll rejoice the close of day.
When life seems too hard to bear,
All hearts can break… they’re fragile as glass
And though you feel alone at times,
But with a friend beside us, this too shall pass.
Talk with me As moonlight sparkles dreams Before our way.
The angels ... they are there.
Friends who are faithful are noble at heart,
后一个月光在前方的中途 闪烁着梦想， 让大家把柔肠细述。
Their faces may be hidden
You may be afar, but we will never be apart.
Draw closer in the moonlight,
And their voices you might not hear,
In that hopeless sad suffering,
Be swift to give praises for the friendship we have gained,
Feel warmth within my arms?
But they are ALWAYS with you,
Makes noise in that in ostentatious life puzzle,
And remember God will raise the sun just after it has rained.
Through your laughter or your tears.
Nearby my ear for a long time is making a sound your gentlesound,
Your friendships are a gift,
Drink deep the cup of moonlight;
They'll walk along beside you,
I also see your lovable beautiful figure in the sleep.
So be sure to thank all
Drink deep the magic charms.
They'll guide your steps along the way,
We'll learn poetry
They'll comfort you and hold you,
Protect you night and day.
Love and Friendship - a poem by Emily Bronte
By moonlight (Hold back the falling moon).
They'll hold to your hand tightly,
Love is like the wild rose-briar,
We'll drink every drop Of moonlight,
They'll not ever let it go,
Many years have passed by, storm smile
Friendship like the holly-tree
And they'll gently lead you forward,
Has scattered the former days dream,
The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms
Knowing the sun Shall rise Too soon.
Taking each step very slow.
Thereupon I have put behind your gentle sound,
But which will bloom most constantly?
因为阳光 将要 升起。
For even as you slumber,
Also has your that angel resembles the beautiful figure.
The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring,
They watch closely over you;
Its summer blossoms scent the air;
They are there beside you
Yet wait till winter comes again
In each and every thing you do.
And who will call the wild-briar fair?
When life is overwhelming,
In the remote place, in the gloomy life which imprisons,
Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now
WERE I as base as is the lowly plain, And you, my Love, as high as heaven above,
And your spirit has grown tired,
My day such calmly dissipates,
And deck thee with the holly's sheen,
Know they'll be there for you,
The insincere person, does not have the poem the inspiration,
That when December blights thy brow