We will meet in the quiet of the night,
and talk the language of the night,
the kisses of the night,
the embraces of the night.
We will close a star in the room, a cosmic light,
I will place a galaxy of gold on your cheeks so bright.
I'll take a generous perfume from your nocturnal neck,
as we hold each other, with no one to check.
The world will turn in its human roar,
and many sorrows will drift upon its core.
From your sweet breast, I'll take a piece of gold
for the memories of our days, brave and bold.

On a quiet cafe seat where time fell asleep,
You sat, and the universe found its peace deep.
Your eyes, behind glass, a message so true,
A coastline of dreams, an inspiring new view.
A hand that held grace, with a touch I long know,
A garden of secrets where soft feelings grow.
Your lips, like a paradise, sweet to the taste,
Telling tales of a beauty that never will waste.
I’ll print on your lips a kiss from a time old,
And journey to shores that no story has told.
To swim in love's flame, as we were meant to be,
In a new world, a new life, for all to see.
We turn now to two stars of cosmic light,
As Ishtar's magic breast is brought to sight.
Your eyes, Zarathustra's sacred fire glows,
My soul to the flame of love's passion goes.
A life I will carve from your sweet, gentle cheek,
In this cafe where the silent secrets speak.
Our meeting here, with its whispered delight,
Was holy as starlight that shines in the night.

In a quiet cafe nook, where soft light streams,
A maid I saw, the subject of my dreams.
Her eyes, behind the glass, in a gentle gleam,
A timeless coastline, a poetic, vivid theme.
Her tender hands, a touch that calls to me,
In silent grace, a hidden yearning I see.
Her lips, a taste of paradise so sweet,
A tale of beauty, that time can’t defeat.
A book she holds, where thought takes wing and flies,
Her face a greeting, where all beauty lies.
And past the glass, while coffee scents ascend,
My wandering soul to your sweet image tends.

On every path I tread, a secret I bear,
Beyond the horizon, my soul saw a dawn rare.
I chase my reflection in every mirror's gleam,
I hear my echo in every sigh's stream.
In the depths of existence, a truth I seek to find,
Do I hold ancient memories in this universe of a kind?
I dream of a day when to the origin I'll return,
To know who I am, in this sea of hope I burn.

O you who ask of a secret from times of old,
Are you lost 'twixt amnesia and tales to be told?
In my eyes, a dream from an ancient night has flown,
In my heart, a beat for a homeland never known.
I search for my face on the pages of a book,
For a lost memory, for a comet's fleeting look.
For I am but an echo of a world long past,
A star of yesterday waiting in space to be cast.