Guided by my heritage of a love of beauty and respect for strength, in search of my mother's garden, I found my own.
We are the stars which sing,
We sing with your light;
We are the birds of fire,
We fly across the heavens,
Our light is a star which sings.
We sing with your light;
We are the birds of fire,
We fly across the heavens,
Our light is a star which sings.