In the calm of the evening... Raise your eyes to see... Appearing and shimmering... All the stars.
In their bright rest... And their words 'the world will be ill'... And there will be reflections in the sea... And those who can rise to end it will be men.
In the calm of the evening... Raise your eyes to see... Appearing and shimmering... All the stars.
In their bright rest... And their words 'the world will be ill'... And there will be reflections in the sea... And those who can rise to end it will be men.