I saw a comet, it flew on the sky
I wanted to sing to her, it disappeared
It disappeared like a doe in a grove next to the forest
There are only few coins in my eyes left
I hid those coins to the clay under the oak
When it will fly next time, we won't be here anymore
We won't be here, oh that vain pride
I saw a comet, I wanted to sing to her
About water, about grass, about a forest
About death, that you can't deal with
About love, about treachery, about the world
And about all the people that lived on this planet
There are trains clinking on the starry station
Mister Kepler wrote down celestial laws
He was looking and he found in astronomical binoculars
The secret that we are carrying on our shoulders
Big and agelong secrets of nature
That only from human a human can be born
That a root and branches make a tree
The blood of our hopes is voyaging in the universe
I saw a comet it was like a relief
From the hands of the artist that doesn't live anymore
I was climbing to the sky, I wanted to touch it
The futility undressed me
Like the statue of David made of white marble
I stood and looked, looked up
The next time it'll fly, oh that vain pride
We won't be here, but the other one will sing to it
About water, about grass, about a forest
About death, that you can't deal with
About love, about treachery, about the world
It will be a song about us and the comet