I looked at a shooting star and I wished for you, there were a thousand things I could have wished for but at the moment I couldn't recall anything but you.
I closed my eyes and prayed for me being with you, your happy face changing the color of the blue.
And then at a sudden, I opened my eyes the shooting star has now gone leaving me alone again in the silent night.
There were million over stars again twinkling in the dark, Oh! I wonder why the broken shooting star didn't leave a mark.
In the infinite sky, I kept looking and looking but I couldn't find a clue, a clue to say that the broken one was too a part of the azure,
the clue that would signify the broken one's place in the dazzling sky.
And I felt as if I am a shooting star too drifting in the world collecting hopes and wishes as much as I could but in the meantime, I'm losing my own warmth and light,
like the shooting star I am getting away from where once I belonged losing my way towards the infinite.
Evading myself and turning away from the sky I'm getting all lost in chasing the mirage of your eyes, and with time I'm too gonna fade away from the world leaving no mark or nothing that would witness a bright one fading in the overcast...
O, Le shooting star!