Burning of the night sky,
Puts up a show full of wonder,
One star glows its brightest ever,
So you mustn’t compare it with others,
For after tonight it will glow never,
Others observe and follow in the steps,
Like a fresh bud on a naked stem,
The instance will come when they take their place,
When the sky becomes empty and dark,
This signals for the rest to shine,
The show on display is full of awe,
But in the end they all must fall,
Like a leaf on a tree that’s been their too long.
