Sirius, Vega, Altair, Tycho
And us millions of light-years away from the sun,
Where our cells keep dividing and dividing without end,
I yearn to sing of the stars’ revolution as tears stream down my face.

Sirius, Vega, Altair, Tycho
Sirius, Vega, Altair, Tycho
This song of the stars’ revolution unceasingly resounds,
Alongside countless sorrows, all sent into the night.

Sirius, Vega, Altair, Tycho
The laughing man’s eyes are muddy with filth.
And I’m sure we will one day forget
That day, that morning, when the letter finally came.

We, who can only live by killing others,
Suffer just by being alive—however,
We are perpetually seduced
By the uncertain, warm thing called
‘The joy of life’, and live on even now.

We, who can only live by killing others,
Suffer just by being alive—however,
We are perpetually seduced
By the uncertain, warm thing called
‘The joy of life’, and live on even now.

Sirius, Vega, Altair, Tycho
Sirius, Vega, Altair, Tycho
We, whose cells keep dividing and dividing without end,
Yearn to sing of the stars’ revolution as tears stream down our faces.

Sirius, Vega, Altair, Tycho
Sirius, Vega, Altair, Tycho
We, who can only live by killing others,
Yearn to sing of the stars’ revolution as tears stream down our faces.

Sirius, Vega, Altair, Tycho
And us millions of light-years away from the sun,
Where our cells keep dividing and dividing without end,
I yearn to sing of the stars’ revolution as tears stream down my face.

I aim for the sun.
I aim for the sun.
I aim for the sun.
And I’m sure we’ll meet again.

We, who can only live by killing others,
Suffer just by being alive—however,
We are perpetually seduced
By the uncertain, warm thing called
‘The joy of life’, and live on even now.

Sirius, Vega, Altair, Tycho
Sirius, Vega, Altair, Tycho

Our cells keep dividing without end.
The time to choose will come upon us, and it is now.

Sirius, Vega, Altair, Tycho
Sirius, Vega, Altair, Tycho
We, whose cells keep dividing and dividing without end,
Yearn to sing of the stars’ revolution as tears stream down our faces.

Sirius, Vega, Altair, Tycho
Sirius, Vega, Altair, Tycho
This song of the stars’ revolution unceasingly resounds,
Alongside countless sorrows, all sent into the night.