Lyric

Star of Day, away below the horizon you fall

Pray, oh pray, why does the dark come to one and to all?

Let me tell a tale of old, a tale of a blossom so very fair

Youthful days are lost in the haze, in the blink of an eye

As fast as the eagle flies

Child of Sun, she bathed all day in the brightest rays

Full of grace, the blossom was showered with love and praise

In the breeze she freely swayed, her scent pervaded the summer air

Such joy everywhere

Suitors came to gaze and adore her, a beauty rare, beyond compare

The world would fall at her feet

“Oh, give me a taste of honey, my grace,”

A butterfly said as he perched on her leaf

“Oh, butterfly dear, no honey, I fear

I’m far too special,” the blossom replied

“Oh, pray, may I sup some honey, my love,”

A fairy asked as she perched on her leaf

“Oh, fairy, my dear, no honey, I fear

I’m far too precious, I’m out of your reach”

Child of Sun, the blossom danced in the flickering light

Unaware of shadows just beyond her sight

All she heard were words of exaltation sweet, yet the truth in their eyes

To that she was blind

Unaware her petals would dry, and her beauty would fade, a fate no one can evade

Farewell -Farewell to her glory

Farewell -Farewell oh, pretty one

No tears are shed -she goes to her death

No tears are shed -only echoes abound

The world would fall at her feet

I’ll, give you a taste of honey with haste,”

She said to the butterfly passing her by

“Oh, blossom, my dear, you’ve nothing I need

Your honey is sour, your future is bleak”

“Oh, pray, why not sup some honey, my love,”

She said to the fairy passing her by

“Oh, blossom, my dear, you’ve nothing I need

You’re far too precious, no friends do you have anymore”

No one gave her a thought again