Tonight the stars lean low to see, the girl who once was light and sea. Flaren wish, silver flame, carry her dream, whisper her name. Liréa vahn, selura vahn, (Rise gently, endure gently.) Tirén ah’vayen… tura sahn. (Tonight, she becomes a song.) The sky will hold your every year, in quiet glow when you are near. The moon still hums your cradle tune, it heard your cry beneath her bloom. Luné sharra, flaren sha, (The moon remembers, warmth it feels.) Talen moré, vuren ra. (She dreams anew, becoming more.) So happy Solan’dar, my flame, no candles here, just stars that came. To see you breathe, to see you rise, the day the heavens gained their eyes. Eren sai’lu, Krei’an sai, (Breath within, carried onward.) Valuren tair, selai. (Your wish shall rise, and not be lost.) Solan’dar… your light lives on.
