It is, and it stays, like truth on the sky
Though you tell, or deny, or think, though you know
Always the northern polaris is calling you home
Though spinning, encircling is everything around you
Nightingales surround you or (you’re) burned by the flame
Always the northern polaris is calling you home
Tho’ you turn your face to the south
Know, there it still appears
You, the north polaris, is always calling home
Tho’ you believe them that boast the west
Or go for the wonder of the east
You, the north polaris, is still calling home
Be you devout or frantic, the victim, or sordid
It is and it stays
It won’t leave, but it asks
That northern polaris
"When will you come to your home?"
Always the northern Polaris is calling you home
Tho' you turn your face to the south
Know, there it still appears
You, the north polaris, is always calling home
Tho’ you believe them that boast the west
Or go for the wonder of the east
You, the north polaris, is still calling home