歌词
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 forest
Though she may be all and one
They would stare unbelieving
At the last Unicorn
When the first breath of winter
Through their flowers it's icing
And you look to the north
And the pale moon is rising
And it seems like all is dying
And would leave the world to more
In the distance hear the laughter
Of the last Unicorn
