Trip to America

This night, when the sky will be veiled by darkness, which will 

swallow

Earth, I''ll come to you not in person but in a dream when I''m free 

as a bird.

I''ll come to see you, to please my heart regardless of the fact that

my heart doesn''t matter to you anymore, because it loves you 

like it did when it still believed in your love. This night, when the 

world slips into peaceful sleep, when the stars ...