Willow twigs
At the brook's bank
Curl up in grief
For my destiny
That star in the distance, descending into the fields,
Is the last one and I embrace the black sky
And the black sky
Spins around and speaks
They say that what has to happen, will happen
Even if one doesn't hope for it
As long as August comets circulate through the sky,
I can have a last chance to find peace in my heart
I embrace the black sky
Wish for whatever you want
I'm yours until the morning
A fallen star at your feet
From the constellation of Perseus
Rings on the water
The mute waves upon the surface become weaker
They blurred the face of my image
Now they are dragging me to the bottom
As long as there's light in me burning with hope,
I can have a last chance to find peace in my heart
I embrace the black sky
Wish for whatever you want
I'm yours until the morning
A fallen star at your feet
From the constellation of Perseus
I'm falling, so reach out your hand