Wish Upon A Star (Vœu à l’étoile)
(translated by Gentillfille)
Twinkling little star at night
I’m making the wish to see him again
In the veil of Love
So we could be united forever
Petite étoile scintillante du soir,
Je fais le vœu de le revoir.
Dans les voiles de l’Amour,
Afin que nous soyons unis pour toujours
(Susanna) Six months have passed… and it’s
always the same, the same ritual… the same scene, day after day. He comes back
from the theatre, I greet him with a smile, he kisses me coldly on the forehead,
and then he goes to his study. At that moment, my mother comes in, they argue. I
can hear their scream of anger in the living room where I’m sitting…I’m sorry
Candy… I’m sorry for not making him happy.
After that, my mother comes out of his study, and consoles me, takes care of me, as always… My God, make it stop…make this masquerade stop… I want all this to change! All the flame has disappeared from his eyes; no more verve, no more malice, nothing… he’s frozen… have pity…
(Albert) Six months have passed…and it’s always the same thing… She leaves, she takes care of the poor, the sick ones, she goes and visits her mothers, she helps them… and smiles… an empty smile…It’s like she’s wilted… In the evening, she goes back to Lakewood, she smiles, she laughs, she tells me about her day, I tell her about mine, we eat… But…it’s like she’s an empty shell…My God, help her, save her… make all this stop… make this masquerade stop… make everything change…
(Susanna) Now a year has passed… all of a
sudden, I don’t know why or how, Terry collapsed on New Year’s Eve, at midnight…
and ever since, he’s been asleep…and he’s not waking up…have mercy… I don’t want
him to die…I’m ready to do anything to save him… anything…I’m sorry Candy… I’m
sorry… I’m crying tears of blood now… but nothing is working… I
don’t have the power to free him from his melancholy…only one person has it…
(Albert) It’s December 31st… the night of the
anniversary of their meeting…while we were at the Pony Home celebrating the
crossing of the New Year, she collapsed… and she’s been asleep ever
I called a lot of doctors, the best. None of them were able to explain what was happening to her. Only one talked about melancholy, longing of the soul… but he couldn’t figure out how to heal her, because since she was asleep, she couldn’t confide in anyone, empty her heart from all her fears, all her frustrations… from all her anger.
I wanted to speak to Terry, hoping he could save her; useless… since he’s asleep too. I had to explain to Susanna why they both collapsed at that precise moment. Her mother laughed to my nose, but she... she understood… that she would never have Terry’s heart… that heart… Candy had had it a long time ago… and no one could fight that. It’s for that reason she let me bring him near Candy. “Maybe between the both of them, they would find their way back,” she told me.
They are now together in a room…a beautiful room illuminated by the sun… their slumber seem peaceful. Alone… they seemed to have nightmares, but now they’re serene…that’s good.
It’s hot… I feel good… it’s soft… that
perfume… Terry! Candy woke up, startled. Terry was on another bed, placed side
by side to hers… nevertheless; she had managed to put her head on the young
man’s chest. She felt weak… like she had slept until she couldn’t sleep anymore.
She still remembered her dream, Terry was there, he was holding her in his arms, and he was telling her that all the unhappiness was over and that from now on, they were going to be together…forever. When she thought about it, she put a kiss on his lips, and she felt him responding to her kiss… Terry was also waking up.
-I had a dream I was holding you in my arms, he said sitting up. And now, that we’re in reality, I will never let you go again.
-I wouldn’t have the strength. I’m so good in your arms. I love you.
And they lay back on the bed, still holding each other, too tired by their long slumber to dare do any movements.
(Albert) Once they were back on their
feet, after a long convalescence, Terry married Candy. It was a memorable
ceremony, only the Reagan seemed sad… like they were at a burial… as a matter of
fact, Candy was marrying the heir of a duke. Terry took Candy to New York, where
they made happy family. And on December 31st, at midnight, they would tell their
children, then their grandchildren, how a long slumber, than a sweet dream, had
Twinkling little star at night
Thank you for your hope
You’ve reunited us
And now I’m alive
I’m so happy!