Lyrics:

When the last eagle flies Over the last crumbling mountain, And the last LION ROARS At the last dusty fountain. In the shadow of the forrest, THOUGH SHE MAY BE OLD AND WORN, THEY WILL STARE UNBELIEVING At the Last Unicorn. When the first breath of winter Through the flowers it's icing, And you look to the north, And the pale moon is rising. And it seens like all is dying, And would leave the world to MOURNE. In the distance hear the laughter Of the Last Unicorn: I'm alive! I'm alive! When the last moon is cast Over the last star of morning, And the future has passed Without even a last desperate warning, Then I`m looking to the sky where through THE clouds A PATH IS TORN Look and see her, how she sparkles: It's the Last Unicorn. I'm alive! I'm alive!