I looked at the stars and they gazed at me,
We got into a conversation as it could be...
They asked me, why was I awake and my thoughts
steady,
when the one I was waiting for was in his dreams
already?
I said, I don't know, if it is him,
or just a whim?
If he is a memory to be,
or a future memory to see?
The stars told me that they could see him dream,
with every day the bond is growing deep it seems.
I told them what if they were not sure?
They told me, magic works miracles, so pure!
They told me, the twinkle in your eyes which are so
gentle,
No, man can escape that light which is so bright!
I told them, if that was true,
then why doesn't he tell me the answers anew?
They said, find the brightest of us that you can
see,
I pointed ten and gave up then.
They said, you could see just what was close in
thought
And just because you couldn't see the dim ones, it
doesn't mean they exist not
So if someone feels to be close because you have
let them shine
Doesn't mean you have found that star which is
awake to find you, my wine!
I told them if that is the case,
Then when do I end my prince's chase?
They told me, sleep, my girl,
One morning you will know the answer to the riddle
That morning we won't be there to see your rosy
face,
But then when you remember this talk that we have
with you, amazed
Because sometimes life unfolds,
those miracles which are now untold
in the most miraculous manner
that you would be swept across your feet from your
manor
and when the dreamer wakes
he knows that you were there in his every breath!
