The night the shore a pure girl dreams. She watches the fall, towards the East. High up in the night, while the predator clouds of the evening announce their fury, black oppresive masses, darken her vision of infinity. The stars guide your destiny. Follow them for ever in oblivion; follow them to dream of infinity; follow them to die happily; follow them to dry all your tears; tears that believe in their death. Aren’t the stars eternal? They reign for ever like Queens. They show her their paths. Forget, I’m leaving for their destinations, for infinity.