Their Song



If you listen with your heart
When night is deep and Moon shines bright
When day and dark begin to part
You can hear their call in Moon's light

If you are lost
Look for their light, a fire so strong
To melt all frost
Believe with your heart, belong

Their glinting eyes, so bright
As they fly high, all things seeing
Like dew reflect Moon's light
All beings binding

They sing a song
Of glory and power, never to be taken
A song buried so long
The gold begins to darken

Through our soul
Their song is sung, spread
Never do part
The words left unsaid

It is only in our mind
A mind open, believing
That the last dragon can find
A story worth living



Written by Chiara Torelli,
2008, (c) All rights reserved


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