Every Has His Own Stars

While the song flows
While dreams still long
For an unwritten tale, pale lore

In the dark embrace of the night
Little dreamer still sings
Of beauty hidden within
Fairytales like crows fly free
Far across the sea
Over the edge, over again
To find the end of all
Bearing a song of nightingale
Caressing of high starry sky

With an owl wise and white
I will fly tonight
Above the creamy sky
To catch a falling star for a dear child

A song of nightingale still flows from my window
Calling for me to join the flight above the dark midnight dying below

Following pale dawning horizon
My road still goes on
Through the fields so dark
To enter dreamy poet’s heart

In the dark embrace of the night
Little dreamer still sings
Of beauty hidden within
Fairytales like crows fly free
Far across the sea
Over the edge, over again
To find the end of all
Bearing a song of nightingale
Caressing of high starry sky