The blue little bird isn't lonely. How could he be? Every night he flies up the mountain to see his true friend.
- Nice to see you again! the bird chirps.
- Good evening, my friend! the Moon replies.
And so they carry on the night together until dawn, and promise to see each other the following night. And as the bird flies back to his nest and goes to sleep, he feels he has a special place in this world.
It is all thanks to the Moon. The Moon is my friend.