The crown of stars onto your head
Is shining like myriads of smiles.
I wish this dream could never end,
And i could stop here my exiles.

Auroras lighting are the night,
Their sound is dripping deep into our souls.
As nothing else before or after,
As nothing else, before or after,,,

Be there my only flower,
Your scent endures the times.
In roads which i will follow,
It will light up my nights.