A history of extinguished star

You looked beautiful and
terrifying  in azure crepuscular rays
of your own power.  Once, long ago.
My extinguished star

Grains of salt and shrapnels
of mirrors with someones
defeats in them,
now mark your paths

I'll save you from the world
in dewdrop and in golden spindle,
that wind round around
its own sun

I'll wring tears from ice cold moon and
from merciless stars these tears will flow
on earth, like silver and gold.
from them I will do you a new crown

But now you are so heavy
in my feeble arms
because I am a wounded soldier
and I can't fight anymore

So, meanwhile we must surrender
And conceal ourself somewhere far of here, me
Wounded soldier and you,
My extinguished star