You, exiles of the mountains of oblivion,
You, diamonds, sleeping in the mire of silence,
You, your memories faded, memories of light blue,
In the mind of waves of long forgotten seas,
Where is the clear stream of your thoughts?
Where did your ship, your silver moon craft go?
If the daughter of moonlight brings kindness,
If the heart of the mountain softens,
Will your name above the mountain peaks
become the sun?
Sunrise of your memories,
Memories of light blue,
Will your name become a sign of hope?