The night is pierced by a sharp arrow,
Lord save the beautiful poor thing!
Watch the stars in pain dance-
Destiny looks on with a sad smile.
God, controlling his tears, must be a trained actor.
Stars flicker, flicker the stars.
Actor, deprived of all sleep, bereaving the stars, curses God.
Smile evades the stars, as they realised their destiny-
Dance to their end, beg the world to watch
Thing is, he mourns not for long, the supreme Lord
The arrow bursts into flames- the day outshines the night