In days of fall, when winds are cold You know it’s time to find a world – Your own home in final dream; The slumber chain brings sunlight beam.
To mount the throne of marble town, Arised high in the clouds I sail the Serenarian Where ocean meets the skies.
The breeze will send the white ship far To land of rest for ardent heart; Eternal king in timeless dome, Don’t vanish, last, I beg you, stop, My dream – Celephaïs.