O Love, you fickle meteor
Burning beauty across the sky,
Tempting my heart with amazement,
Though you know you’ll soon die!

I wish upon you to stay,
But in an instant you’re gone.
I see the remnants of your trail;
The night and I, we are alone.

I’m the one who’s consumed,
Though you have ceased to be.
Why wish upon another when
It won’t bring you back to me?