On the dark side of the moon

Sadness pours from the sky with meteorites.
I sit on the roof,
so the stars are closer.
There...

On the dark side of the moon you live
and I can hardly see you.
I sit on the roof and whisper poems...
Maybe someday you will hear me.

Everything changes around... well, but me.
I sit here despite wind, rain and snow.
Here it's more pleasant to dream.
Here it's somehow easier...

After all, the distance to the moon is not infinite...