Carry me away from here and let me fall asleep:
Pull my body from this wreck of shattered, twisted keeps.
My body cannot stay here; my body will decay.
And, one by one, the stars of night will fade into the day.

My heart will linger in this place and never will it leave:
My soul will stay among the hills and in the mourning heath.
Although I long for darkness, I only meet the dawn,
And, one by one, the stars of night by morning will be gone.

This place will kill my gladness; with sanded glass it slays.
But it cannot keep from doing so, so let it have its way.
The light will always come again and crush my hopes and dreams,
And, one by one, the stars of night are swept away by streams.

Carry me away from here and let me fall asleep;
Though still my heart will linger here and will not ever leave.
This place still kills my gladness; with sanded glass it slays,
And, one by one, the stars of night will slowly slip away.