The night on the shore a lost man dreams.
He watches the fall, towards the east.
High up in the night, while the predator clouds of the evening announce their fury,
black oppressive masses, darken his vision of infinity.
The stars guide your destiny. Follow them for ever into an oblivion;
follow them to dream of infinity; follow them to die happily;
follow them to dry all your tears; tears that believe in their death.
Aren't the stars eternal? They reign for ever like Kings. They show him their paths.
Forget, I'm leaving for their destinations, for infinity.