The pattern in the stars suggests amore;
Feelings of love for you and you alone.
They frolic, dance, as waves do to the shore.
The stars glisten for you, they are your own.
Tell me, my darling, can you see the stars?
How passionately they glimmer for you.
Only they may tell of love such as ours.
They hold the key to our passion so true.
Come what may, the sun still rises at dawn,
And I notice your passions have faded.
In the morning, my heart for you does fawn.
Your expressions, seem distant and jaded.
Do answer me: once the stars cease to shine,
Do you low your glance, ashamed to be mine?