From the distant, burning Red Star,
Shining strands of silver Thread-
Heed the warning of the Star Stones;
Hear the whispers of the dead.
Hail the dragons and their riders,
Perched on high in lofty weyrs.
Watch the skies while Pern lies sleeping;
Learn the lessons of the years.*
*Yes, we know it would be "turns". But it is a very old Ballad after all, and this already obsolescent word was used to give a sense of antiquity when it was written. That's our story and we're sticking to it!
Shining strands of silver Thread-
Heed the warning of the Star Stones;
Hear the whispers of the dead.
Hail the dragons and their riders,
Perched on high in lofty weyrs.
Watch the skies while Pern lies sleeping;
Learn the lessons of the years.*
*Yes, we know it would be "turns". But it is a very old Ballad after all, and this already obsolescent word was used to give a sense of antiquity when it was written. That's our story and we're sticking to it!