Analysis of The Bear and The Fox

A big piece of me, I once lost
Yet it was regained, I feel it in my heart
Darkened moon, shines again
By the sun's light, who he found again.

A red fox I am, amid the woods
The aura is so majestic, just like in the books
I feel a menacing presence behind my back
I turn my head and see a brown bear, behind a tree he stands
He's no monster and don't want to hurt me
He's just a cute little fluff, seeking a company
I run to him with joy—he holds me tight
No word can narrate this delight, non in all seven skies.

That's the story how a bear this cute,
Became all my world, happiness on me he tattooed.