Guinevere's wish to the shooting star
Today the night is so calm.
I stare to the night sky and I wish that I can be near to him today.
I wait and I wait, that I can see the shooting star.
That I can hope.
And I whisper my hope to the wind, to the star, to the magic land.
Send my greetings to him, to my love.
Tell him how much I love, how much I wait, how much I miss him.
How much I wish that I can feel his hand on my skin.
I almost can feel him beside of me even now, moving in the shadows.
You are not here, I know, but how much I miss you today, tonight, in here where you belong.
I don't wonder, I know, I can sleep if I want.
Because I know that we breath the same air, we walk on the same magic land, we share the bond of love.
Still, today, tonight, my yearning is overwhelming.
And I wish.
Come home.