How does it feel when the moon is all alone in the night sky?
Even though it has its stars,
Thinking that it has no one,
It goes through its phases all alone.

Doesn't it feel lonely?
But I'm the star who's about to fall, and I still fill the space of the Moon's loneliness.

But when I fall, even my moon forgets my existence.
I'll have no one but me.
I was the one who was the Moon's companion, wasn't I? I guess I was.

I'm nothing but a falling star, and I'm nothing compared to the moon, who's admired every day by many.

They also make a wish when I fall, but I wish I had a chance to fulfill my own wish: to be with my moon.