The earth is empty without you.
How can I live through these next few hours?
Just like the leaves falling in gardens,
taxis all hurry off to somewhere.
It's just empty on earth alone without you.
And you, you fly on and the stars will offer you their tenderness.
That's how empty it was on earth,
Also when Saint-Exupéry flew off.
Just as now, the leaves falling in gardens,
And the earth couldn't fathom a way
To survive without her, while he was flying,
flying. And all the stars gave him
their tenderness.
The earth was empty without you,
If you can, fly off soon.