As my soul sleeps on the black lake's shore,
Glittering reflections dances around,
Piercing lights running through and back for more,
Keeping it softly above the ground.
In the reflection I can see a star,
The one I know from times before,
Scattering her light near and far,
Guiding me through the times of sore.
There I watch the heavenly sentry,
Her light transforms my thoughts to a song,
Stamping the night from her cold beauty,
Carving it in the memory deep and strong.
When the sun comes high above,
and the darkness is viciously slain,
I crave for the night to bring my love,
My northern star yet again.