Pretty Girls

Star
So far it the is in lost blue
Were your on star appears
That for it’s light to reach
Has needed thousand years.

Maybe that with years past it shed
Its glow and vanquished in the skies
Yet only now it’s ray have spread
Their journey to our eyes

The icon of the star that died
Slowly the vault ascended
It was there and could be spied
We see now what is ended.

So is it when our love aspire
Hid beneath nights bowl
The light of its extinguished fire
Enchants yet our soul.
by Mihai Eminescu

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