SHE WHO RUNS FAR AHEAD

Lyrics: Nautilus Pompilius
Translated by: Tango

I can't fall asleep, and that happens to me
Always, whenever your lonely star rises,
Rolling far ahead on the spokes of its rays,
The distant light of starless nights.
I begin to remember...
We were lean as a pair of wolfhounds,
Driven wild by the sweat of our health,
We could sense each other through solid walls,
And dreamt of each other through every night.

We were afraid of ourselves and we tried to shun fate,
The whole world, except us, knew our dream -
To embrace this night where all windows are blind
And to crush its emptiness in our embrace.
But I sat beside you, not touching your hand,
Only hearing your voice like the call of the skies,
Filling with music this city of sadness,
Luring deer into woods where there was no way out.

You're so far ahead,
You're so far ahead,
Have you pity for no one at all?
No one can catch up to where you are,
Running so far ahead
After your lonely star.

For years I endured, but on one of those nights
I rose and silently closed the window.
Holding on to the handrail of the rays of your light,
I did what I'd dreamed of for years and years -
I stepped into nothing.
But the whip of the moon struck me full on the hands,
And my legs were struck by the lash of the stars,
And I understood that there's no one to catch,
And I knew that for me it was too late to fly.

In these windows that had been empty before
I suddenly noticed eyes turned to the sky,
Catching the light of a star now grown wild
And the endless laughter that was her reply.
Each of them whispered a different name,
Each of them treasured a different grief,
But it seemed to me that I shared with them
That same star running into the distance.

You're so far ahead,
You're so far ahead,
Have you pity for no one at all?
No one can catch up to where you are,
Running so far ahead
After your lonely star.