Unfortunately, I am involved in a freedom ride protesting the loss of the minority rights belonging to the few remaining earthbound stars. All we demanded was our right to twinkle.
Stretching his hand up to reach the stars, too often man forgets the flowers at his feet.
My mama told me when I was young “We are all born superstars.”
I am like a falling star who has finally found her place next to another in a lovely constellation, where we will sparkle in the heavens forever.
For myself, I declare I don’t know anything about it. But the sight of the stars always makes me dream.[Moi je déclare ne pas en savoir quoi que ce soit. – Mais toujours la vue des étoiles me fait rêver aussi.]
Every moment of the night, forever changing places and they put out the star-light with the breath from their pale faces.
