Per Ardua Ad Astra
Altiora Petamus Volente Deo,
Lucete Stellae
...
I prayed that you might be saved
and took every breath
with me in the leafy shade.
I cried out in pain,
"Please save us"
Si Nos Amas, Serva Nos.
We'll get used to this hoax that our love made when the [bad word] out to watch the bright day light die.
Hopefully you'll get used to my hugs and good-byes
when my love falls out of the sky as mournful rain.
Per Ardua Ad Astra.
Bye bye, my doleful aria
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Per Ardua Ad Astra.
Bye bye, my doleful aria…