You are the brightest star
That I always watch every night
How will you know?
How will you notice?
Brightest star.
You do not mind me
I always whisper your name to the wind
i always dream of reaching you
to touch you and kiss you
And even own you
Yet how can I? I do not have the wings
I do not have a heavenly soul
You never notice me
O! Bright star!
So High and so bright
In the black sky and space
That own you
You always live there
And thrive in its black bosom
With the moon
On this day
I dream of becoming the sun
So I may have the power
To forget you
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