Warmer waters soon run cold
River burdened by its gold
Mighty mountains, and everyone
To cast a shadow need the sun
Let nothing fear you, evening comes
Oh, the beauty
Ancient light from stones gone cold
Brightly stains from stars so old
So long lying 'neath the earth
But who knew what winter's worth
Imagination lights their birth
Oh, the beauty
Climb your ladder, every rung
Find the songs still left unsung
Like old Plato, wise was he
Look behind the screen to see
Find a road and we will travel
Oh, the beauty
.gnola teg nac ew ,elihwa rof ereh kcuts lla er'ew