Do you know how many little stars there are
in the wide sky?
How many golden leaves are blowing
brightened by the sun?
Do you see their silhouettes
light as a feather in the light turning?
Your beautiful pirouettes
passing quickly past you?
Do you see yourself standing in the dark
in the clear black night?
Your golden glow fading away
when the daylight ignites?
Do you see them, how they blind you,
who do not belong to the day?
How they turn away from you
when do you disturb their dreams?
Do you see how shooting stars fall,
how the sun sets?
How they secretly and gently collide
as long as the earth turns?
Can you see your beauty,
how it watches over everything?
How your rising and setting
everything is reflected in the night?