I would like to meet you on the street

In the quiet, deep-blue night...

I would like to meet you on the street

In the quiet, deep-blue night

And say:

"Do you see those mighty stars,

The bright stars of Hercules?

Our sun is flying toward them,

And the Earth rushes after the sun.

Who are we?

Just travelers — companions among the heavens.

Then why on Earth

Are there quarrels and strife, pain and bitterness,

If we are all flying together

Toward the stars?"

Then what are we — if not stars in transit?

I would like to meet you on the street

In the quiet, deep-blue night...

Hoping you’d see.

I would like to meet you on the street

In the quiet, deep-blue night...