The rain pours down in front of the star of shine,
It shines all day, it shines all night,
Here is the deluge at half past nine,
It rushes down the star, still it is so bright.

Darkness cover the towns,
As the sky cries,
Everyone’s in their night gowns,
While only one bird flies.

The star of shine has the power,
Bring back the light to help us out,
In a second i see the light inside the tower,
And just then i shout:

“It’s the morning, half past nine!
Thank you for the light, the star of shine!”