She raised herself with elegance
above the scathing sea,
and from a splendid mountaintop,
her strength shines down on me.

But I see the waves are rising
as the clouds conceal the sun
and choke her bright horizons;
will hope be overrun?

My heart is moved to action!
I can't let beauty fall!
If ever hope is lapsing,
I'll always heed her call.