《Ceon World Wanders》O Starry Sky
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The song O Starry Sky is one of the oldest known traditional Virenyan rhymes. It remains popular among Rashari sailors to this day, where it serves a mnemonic device to recall the constellations and their attributes, which the seafarers make extensive use of during their voyages. No previous records are known, for lullabies, rhymes and songs were primarily transmitted orally. Thus, the lyrics to O Starry Sky come in many variations, the best known of which I transcribed below.
By Aviana Starscry, bard and adventurer
O Starry Sky
O light of night, help us tonight
As we set sail for Port Home
Guide us now the Shadow is out
to show us which way is the right.
O starry sky, so far so nigh, please guide us home tonight!
O let us fight, and when we die
A heroes’ death at the helm
The Blade shall shine, justice divine
Peace shall we find so don’t you cry.
O starry sky, so high and bright, please guide us home tonight!
O let us drink, a mug or two
From the Shell that gives us life
Without judgement, without favour
It heals all our ails, fair and true.
O starry sky, so far yet nigh, please guide us home tonight!
O tall and proud, and capped in white
The Mountain**s rise from the shore
And in the sky, it stands us by
A beacon, stead-fast, there to guide.
O starry sky, your light so bright, please guide us home tonight!
O sands of time, tell us your tales
Of days past and future’s course
When the time comes, the Hourglass
Will tell us when to hoist the sails.
O starry sky, a brilliant sight, please guide us home tonight!
O let us wear, the Ring with pride
Embrace what destiny holds
Trust in her will, the band of fate
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Fits all, never errs, ever right.
O starry sky, o cloudless night, please guide us home tonight!
O wind and gale, spare us we plea
To the Staff**, and God of Storms
As clouds run in, the vast blue sky
We skim the white caps of the sea.
O starry sky, where comets fly, please guide us home tonight!
O hold it high, the Axe of war
Grip tight the heft overhead
It guides us all, to victory
Roars of triumph sound wide and far.
O starry sky, where birds fly high, please guide us home tonight!
O twist and turns, of fickle fate
We sway along, back and from
While the Sigil**, keeps the balance
Feed us hope from your endless cate.
O starry sky, lights we live by, please guide us home tonight!
O within us all, roars a fire
Passion so strong, it burns hot
Learns us to not ever give up
The Serpent burns fear on a pyre.
O starry sky, grow wings and fly, please guide us home tonight!
O Tree and Roots**, let me climb high
To see further, what’s beyond
Show me what is hidden beneath
The mind’s soil: wisdoms, truth and lie.
O starry sky, so vast and wide, please guide us home tonight!
O hear my words, I beg for aid
For protection, for your care
Mighty Pillars**, bearing the sky
Covering, guiding all who’ve strayed.
O starry sky, light of my life, please guide us home tonight!
O fight the urge, to wave the flag
To give quarter, to give up
Keep the Spirit**, courage and pride
The power of will to fight back.
O starry sky, o twinkling lights, please guide us home tonight!
O when we sigh, and sob and cry
A loss, a gain or a cost
The Belt sure has your poison fresh
A gamble worth taking, just try.
O starry sky, don’t tell us why, just guide us home tonight!
O here we go, trip’s end is nigh
There gazing up to the Torch
That lights the ways that fate may take
Decide! Fate’s but a blank, clear sky.
O starry sky, we wave good bye, you got us home tonight!
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