Stars (Astgher)
Countless stars are sailing across the skies
However people never tend to cast their eyes upward
Faces down, always staring to the ground
With hearts cold as stone...
Skies. What a miracle they must be!
The sun is sailing across the blue blue skies
However clouds are covering it from our eyes
Last sunshine rays are choked and gone
And not a single heart cares enough
I feel sorry for the stars picked from the skies
I feel sorry for the skies betrayed for the ground
I feel sorry for a boy with hands reached for the stars
And for his drowned dreams
1990
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