Well, I've had to give up my Japanese for the moment :( - too busy at work but:

Staring Skyward

It's always like this, and it never is a bother
that the stars of night are all so bright
and always with another

It is a slow dance, a step, and turn
that they would whirl around above
that cause my soul to burn

It makes me sad, that I cannot touch
and there they are, so so far away
that I would love so much

I let the winds take me far, and soar
that the sights I have longed tonight
are mine forever more