The night of sky is far away
We travel all night, it's still the same
The scar that remains there
Reminds of the empty days.
If ever we reach the stop
I don't wanna see the drop,
Where you fly afar
Leaving behind the hollow star!
A time shall then arrive
You'll see the star shining bright
But nomore will there be the scar.
On a fine night,when it will fall-
The concerned one shall do nothing but appal.
