Now you say

Why (you will say) hear stars! Right

You have lost your senses!” And I will tell you, however,

That, to hear them, I often wake up

And I open the windows, pale with astonishment…And we talk all night, while

The Milky Way, like an open canopy,

Sparkles. And, when the sun comes up, wistful and in tears,

I'm still looking for them in the deserted sky. You'll say now: “Crazy friend!

What conversations with them? what sense

Do you have what they say when they are with you?” And I will say to you: “Love to understand them!

For only those who love can have heard

Able to hear and understand stars.”