A night sky that is covered in stars is a brilliant map of time And therein burns an evening star; so brilliant, so bright But if a people forgets the source of its light The map is a series of long lost paths Follow this evening star, as long as it's bright For as long as it's bright...
I have seen the evening star fast fading.. I have seen the evening star long faded..
A fading star, a fading life A fading map in the night sky And lo! A new dawn will rise! Without this star in the sky They'll act as so it were not As if history didn't be And lost are the times of old And thus, a land without a history...
