You are in debt to someone,
But your passion is dead.
Don't change the close sun
For the remote giant star, I said.

* * *

Vulnerable men, hit by destiny.
They are called... "idealist".
There isn't any Sun in space
Without a few spots at least.

* * *

Protect me from life and light,
The magic tandem of the stars.
Protect me from the Sun,
As I don't fear pulsars.

* * *

Destiny shouting. Stop and listen to it!
This is a rare chance.
Its mouth is just like
A solar protuberance.

* * *

I dissipated slices of infinity
For finding my flight.
Who is afraid of the darkness
Loses his own light.

* * *

If only you don't feel your feet
You can have a splendid run.
Not even a total eclipse
Can banish the old proud Sun