One night, saying his prayers At his window, the boy noticed A few stars trembling over the city As if about to fall And sure enough The next night they were gone. The next morning, Following his mother through the market, He saw a man wearing one, Then a woman, another man,
The Stars
The Stars
The Stars
One night, saying his prayers At his window, the boy noticed A few stars trembling over the city As if about to fall And sure enough The next night they were gone. The next morning, Following his mother through the market, He saw a man wearing one, Then a woman, another man,