When a mystery is too overpowering, one dare not disobey.
I don't believe you. Flowers are weak. They are naïve. They reassure themselves as best they can. They believe that their thorns are terrible...
The land of tears is so mysterious.
It is just as lonely among men.
But you are pure and innocent and come from a star.
The stars are beautiful because of a flower one cannot see..
If you love a flower which happens to be on a star, it is sweet at night to gaze at the sky. All the stars are a riot of flowers.
My star will just be one of the stars for you.
