This night, when the sky will be veiled by darkness, which will

swallow

Earth, I'll come to you not in person but in a dream when I'm free

as a bird.

I'll come to see you, to please my heart regardless of the fact that

my heart doesn't matter to you anymore, because it loves you

like it did when it still believed in your love. This night, when the

world slips into peaceful sleep, when the stars come out to

replace the sun, I'll come to you to please my eyes, which still

yearn to see you. Put your arms around me, kiss me in your

dream, and deceive my heart again, as you did before. Kiss my

eyes to make them believe you're the one who you pretended to

be. The world without you is called loneliness, and loneliness is

soul pain, yearning for you. If just once I could visit you in a

dream, to awaken your sleeping heart, to rekindle the fire that

used to burn in it, I would be lonely no more.