Alone in my ship in the darkness of space,
Approaching her star at a frightening pace,
I feel its warm glow getting brighter and brighter.
I want to lie down on its surface beside her.
I yearn for the scent of the magical forest.
I crave for its song and its elegant chorus,
But something I covet the most of them all
Is meeting my beautiful belle of the ball.
Her heavenly eyes glow as brightly as ever.
I cannot believe we will soon be together
Enjoying the scent, and the song, and its chorus,
And thousands of stars shining brightly before us.