Ardent starshine upon my face,   the monumental nightsky reveal its torches.   Unaltered for aeons, yet zestful they're flaming   like ornamental diamonds.   In my telescopes focus, a striding light   conjure me fixedly.   Oh, what a colourful drama,   what a theatrical performance.      Refrain:   These myriads of stars   enchants me with their oddity.   At cosmos entrance hall,   where time and space units in a charade.   Under crimson flares I watch    the tempest of the universe.   In dark artistry,   I lionize the splendorous glare.      An unearthly voice of euphony   express itself in an ancient tongue.   Ist elocution is based on silence,   so it pulsates through the five senses.   It's like a poem of wisdom and wizardry   navigating through the world.   A legacy from nebulas,   an endless mystic conversation.      Refrain:   These myriads of stars   enchants me with their oddity.   At cosmos entrance hall,   where time and space units in a charade.   Under crimson flares I watch    the tempest of the universe.   In dark artistry,   I lionize the splendorous glare.      Now clouds gather at a distant skyline to cover the firmament.   Rays are fading in a metamorphosis of the blazing weave above.      Refrain:   These myriads of stars   enchants me with their oddity.   At cosmos entrance hall,   where time and space units in a charade.   Under crimson flares I watch    the tempest of the universe.   In dark artistry,   I lionize the splendorous glare.      26 years have past since it first called my name.   And when I'm dead, this piece of jewellery will still remain.