But I no longer see my path ending up through your face.
The stars that once aligned suddenly bend in the outer space.
Became just a ball of fire emitting light,
To guide me through the dawn during the darkest night.
All the wishes I've whispered to Orion,
Became just words that vanished in the constellations.
Pour out my unpure heart with my desperate fervent prayers,
But destiny knows the fate of my unsent letters.
With my hopes still scourging in the embers,
As the air blows away the remaining ashes,
I say a little mantra, a beautiful prose,
To finally find myself from what I've lost.