The moon fell from the water, when the water fell from my pail. When the pail broke, I was set free.
Sub Occasum Solis

The moon fell from the water, when the water fell from my pail. When the pail broke, I was set free.
We passed each other, with only a slight glance.
The life of the dead is placed in the memory of the living. -Marcus Tullius Cicero