Southbound fantasies,
calling on the northern star,
love shines dimly,
mystique yellow.

Passion glows like fireflies,
free on a moonless night,
shedding light, spreading joy,
in our darkened world,so supine.

Countries battle,the world filled with-
strife,like a hot air balloon,
passing by the sun, so vile,
the firefly flies, for freedom and everlasting joy.

Humanity turns in for the night,
after a long,hard day;turquoise and white,
the firefly, our guardian, our guide,
flutters through and through, a universe so blind.