There she goes like a star, she glistens from afar,

and then she silently sits down.

And I don't know why? I ask the question, why?

And when the night is through, I'm missing you again.

In the morning, like a story,

And I'm sorry...

In the evening, skies are starry,

And I'm sorry...

There she goes like a star, she glistens from afar,

and like a queen she knows my name.

And I don't know why, I ask the question why, and when the night is through,

I'm missing you again.

In the morning, like a story

And I'm sorry...

In the evening, skies are starry, and I'm sorry...

In the morning, like a story, and I'm sorry...

In the evening, skies are starry, and I'm sorry...