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 daylight die.

Hopefully you'll  get used to my hugs and goodbyes,
when my love falls out of the sky as mournful rain.

Per Ardua Ad Astra

Bye bye, my doleful aria...
Per Ardua Ad Astra
Bye bye, my doleful aria...