Glitter will rain from the sky.
Catch the stars, go and try!
In dreams I’ve learnt to fly,
and sometimes I saw myself die.

My life I will romanticize,
I love watching the moon rise.
Who will notice my bright eyes,
As I cannot stop to fantasize.

I have seen dark places,
Have gotten lost in mazes,
Even fought against malaises
Just to regain all my graces.

I put on a fight to keep my joy.
I will not go down like Troy.
Look and see me lover boy,
I will pull you along, out of that void.