Burning luminously,
Oh, the lost star wanders
In the vast pitch black
Soundless universe.
Surrounded
With icy dust particles,
They burnt and disintegrate
As they touch her.
In the ceaseless spiraling galaxy,
The lost star basked
In the very crux
That is freezing cold and obscure.
With the gravity
Sucking her light, sucking her slow,
Turning her into
Shards of cold dust.
Oh, the lost star
She surges with empty symphony,
And in the cosmic space
Her light was swallowed by the dark.
