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I  went to the moon tonight to pick some stars 12 o'clock  midnight My golden ladder is waiting for me in front of the balcony I stand on the ladder It goes up by itself Up to the moon I will ride a boat made of silk And I reach the silver shore Where the angels, with their little silver wings, plant stars in the sky When angels plant stars in the sky farm Sometimes they lose a star Sometimes the star goes out. The stars are full of light and kindness This place  is full of love and kindness Golden Butterflies Are the guardians of the stars They occasionally throw a few stars on the ground To make the people of the planet earth fall in love