A keresés eredménye

The southern star

They were tough times and we like young birds on their first journey
were placing stones on a sweet dream,
you were afraid of the southern star and you were coming by my side
I was laughing at your childish fear.
 
They set to depart on ships the travelers
and the moon has a thousand fragrances,
the world has beauty and beauty has sorrow
even if she [beauty] has hidden it in poor hearts.
 
Now that the skies have opened you became a swallow
and my heart melts at the final look
In deceitful embraces at nights where you sleep
you are not afraid anymore of the southern star.