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