At night you will look up at the stars.

Where I live everything is so small that I cannot

show you where my star is to be found.

It is better, like that.

My star will be just one of the stars, for you.

And so you will love to watch all the stars in the heavens...

They will all be your friends.

All men have stars, but they are

not the same things for different people.

For some, who are travelers,

the stars are guides.

For others they are no more than little lights in the sky.

For others, who are

scholars, they are problems.

For my businessman they are wealth.

But all these stars are silent.

You - you alone - will have the stars as no one else has them

In one of the stars I shall be living.

In one of them I shall be laughing.

And so it will be as if all the stars were

laughing, when you look at the sky at night...

You - only you - will have stars that can laugh!

And when your sorrow is

comforted (time soothes all sorrows) you will be content that you have known me.

You will always be my friend.

You will want to laugh with me.

And you will sometimes open your window, so, for that pleasure...

And your friends will be properly astonished to see you

laughing as you look up at the sky!

Then you will say to them, 'Yes, the stars always make me laugh!'

And they will think you are crazy.

It will be a very shabby trick that I shall have played with you...

It will be as if, in place of

the stars, I had given you a great number of little bells that knew how to laugh...