Take a look up to the starsIn the end of a May's nightSo near and yet so far seems their lightThat's no more within your sightAnd still turns the mortal wheel of this world cold as steelHave the God's pity of he who does young as ancient's say?What tomorrow brings is unknownBut the past has his costAnd still turns the mortal wheel of this world cold as steel'Til death of sun we'll cry, a loss..2x