An astrophile so gentle, yet with rage
So good but yet a page,
Like a stargazer that faces the moon,
With so little too soon,

An astrophile, with all that it needs at night,
To the star that shines with light,
He expresses his feelings like the rain,
Who’s filled with pain.

An astrophile, so happy and new,
Like the temperature of dew,
An astrophile so good like a friend, too good