STAR

( Plínio Sgarbi BRA – trad. Ester K )

Oh! If I had from the skies

the golden light of the day

the silver light of the night

But, being my name Noone

I only have my dreams.

Dreams that are under your feet

Why do you walk on them?

The glow that lights

the line of my horizon

The food glow

that my soul devours

Here I stand, thinking of a star

I dream and desire her