Haega tteugi jeon saebyeogeun mueosboda eodupjiman
Nega baran byeoldeureun eodum sogeseoman
Tteundaneun geol jeoldae ijji ma
Even the biggest stars need the little people to hold them up!
Two of the brightest stars in the night sky are Altair and Vega. And it is said they were deeply in love but forever separated by the celestial river of the Milky Way. But once a year, on the seventh day of the seventh month, Vega cries so hard that all the magpies in the world fly up and create a bridge with their wings so the two lovers can be together for a single night of passion.
Il est loin le temps des aveux
Naïfs, des téméraires voeux!
Je n'ai d'argent qu'en mes cheveux.
Les ames dont j'aurais besoin
Et les étoiles sont trop loin.
Je vais mourir soul, dans un coin.
You were my North-star,
You were my always,
You were my compass.
Now I turn sideways,
Maybe you turn to ashes, ashes
When it all comes down
When it all comes down.
When you look at the stars, you get a feeling like you don't know who you are. Like you know more about out there than you do down here.
Did you know we're all made from stardust? You, me, your father. All of us. Our atoms were formed in the stars. Not the stars you can see now. The older ones. The ones that went nova and turned into dust. Our bodies are made from remnants of ancient suns. Of course, you can't look to the heavens and actually see your dad, but one day his physical essence will blow into space, yours and mine, too. And together, we'll make new stars.
When you fly above New York at night it's like you're looking down at millions of stars. And each star could be the life of a person who calls this great city home. My Dad told me that people have always looked at the patterns of the stars to predict what was going to happen in their lives, and if you could understand those patterns, you'd be able to know what was gonna happen before anyone else did.