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Small, a speck in the wide blue sea

'Tis the last of all the land

A dweller upon our lonesome isle

The last lonely man

On weary night, under stars

He'd often lay and gaze

Up towards the moon and stars

The sun's dying haze

Time and again, Orion's light

Filled our man with joy

And within the belt, he'd see his love

Remembering her voice

Such is life upon the isle

Of torment and woe

One day good, one day bad

And some days, even hope

The light at the end of the world

Burns bright for mile and mile

Yet tends the man its golden glow

In misery all the while

For fifty years he stands and waits

Atop the light, alone

Looking down upon his isle

The gods have made his home

A deity felt sympathy

And threw our man a light

Your woman, you may see again

For a single night

I'll tend the light, for one more night

With the woman whom I love

Screamed the man, with tearful eyes

To the deity above

And so it was that very night

His lover did return

To his arms and to their bed

Together they did turn

In deepest love and lust for life

Entwined they did fall

Lost within each other's arms

They danced

Her hair long and black

The dark beauty of her eyes

Olive skin and warm embrace

Her memory never dies

Agony like none before

Was suffered by our man

Anger, raged and misery too

Like nothing ever before

His sacrifice was not so great

He insists upon the world

Again he would crime, again he would pay

For one moment with the girl

Long was the night filled with love

For them the world was done

Awoke he did to brightest light

His woman and life had gone

To his feet he leap to the sea

He looked to the lighthouse on the stone

The price is paid and from now on

He lives forever alone

Fifty years have passed since then

And not a soul has he seen

But his woman lives with him still

In every single dream

'Tis sad to hear how young love has died

To know that, alone, someone has cried

But memories are ours to keep

To live them again in our sleep