You - you alone will have the stars as no one else has them...

C'est tellement mystérieux, le pays des larmes.

You're beautiful, but you're empty. No one could die for you.

If you love a flower which happens to be on a star, it is sweet at night to gaze at the sky. All the stars are a riot of flowers.

Voici mon secret. Il est très simple: on ne voit bien qu'avec le cœur. L'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux.

It is such a mysterious place, the land of tears.