The rain kept on falling

and darkened the sky

the dawn was to come with the sunrise

Revealing the shadows

that passed through the mist

the torchlight was flickering, the storm

was chasing them on



A procession of dark coats

followed the star

foretold to come since ages

In silence they walked on

Crossing the lands

On their way to Bethlehem, to break the

chains of the spell



Stone, they worshipped the stone

In generation from father to son

A star, a star is to come

to light them way to the one who is born



The leader he knelt there

to greet the newborn

holding his pendant before him

Teardrops were falling from his eyes as he said