Silvian swing in the rocking chair on the balcony, looking out the window.
He was always fascinated by the spectacle of the sky, whatever the time of
the day. And always, his thoughts stopped on the same question, even if
formulated in different ways:
Where was my first home among these stars?
Will I ever know?
Silvian se leagana in scaunul balansoar din balcon, uitandu-se pe fereastra.
Era mereu fascinat de spectacolul cerului, oricare ar fi fost momentul zilei.
Si de fiecare data, gandul sau se oprea asupra aceleiasi intrebari, chiar daca
formulata in diferite feluri:
Unde a fost prima mea casa printre aceste stele?
Voi sti oare vreodata?