Who

O sky o sky
Why are you so blue?
Why do you cry?
Who is it that makes you so deeply blue?

Is it the sun?
So bright red and yellow
Full of rage
Yet so cowardly
Running whenever the first sign of the unknown appears
Is it the sun?

Is it the moon?
She who lies and steals
Flaunting a silver light stolen from the sun
Mysteriously turning you from blue to black
With one fatal blow
Is it the moon?

Is it the stars?
So bright
Almost pure white
So full of life
It must turn you green
Is it the stars?

O sky o sky
Why so blue?
Who is it that makes you cry?

Who?