She doesn't see many things clearly;
If she encounters any problems, she walks away.
Her pockets are empty
And her heart is open, when the sun sets.
She takes the way of the white moon;
You'll be able to see it shining inside her eyes.
Hers is always the longest of nights:
She's not looking for anything that can be touched with one's hand!
[Chorus:]
Under a star,
There will always be someone
Who is just like you...
Who is lost...
By daybreak, when she returns home,
She loudly counts the minutes and the years
And watches how the memories go by,
While waiting to leave once again.
She wants to go beyond the place where dreams are born:
A train of love; she doesn't know whether it will ever stop.
She doesn't understand why everything is going so fast;
For each train she's lost, a dream will die!
[Chorus:]
Under a star,
There will always be someone
Who is just like you...
Who is lost...
[Instrumental]
[Chorus:]
Under a star,
There will always be someone
Who is just like you...
Who is lost...