Leszek A Csillag [English translation]

In a gone era's gone rim, over fable, over myth

Merryhome's good owner, the Sun-Watching Lord

continued his journey to the Upper World

And as instruction he sang this to his youngest "shaman" son:

When you see and you feel my soul on the trip

bury my heart into the ground at dawn

bury it deep, into the arms of the earth, only for the rain to find it

hiding rivulet should pet it, should sing to it while crying

Evening-star, adornment of the sky

Tired wanderer's hope

Loyal protector of calm dreams

Lead our dreams to peace

Evening-star, adornment of the sky

Tired wanderer's hope

Loyal protector of calm dreams

Lead our dreams to peace

I will be the star, flame of twilight

Waiting for the Dawn-brought Sun

Wide sky's adornment

Protector and peace of Dream.

Carry on its back to sunlight into meadow's arm

bird shall see it, it shall fly on it into the sky

on the sky with wind will fly over to the stars

between the stars be a star and forever will sing to the Sun.

Evening-star, adornment of the sky

Tired wanderer's hope

Loyal protector of calm dreams

Lead our dreams to peace

I will be the star, flame of twilight

Waiting for the Dawn-brought Sun

Wide sky's adornment

Protector and peace of Dream.