The Myth - Star Queen

Zeus gave order to gods —

Mortal woman to be made from clay…

Pandora was her name

And they had to give her a spell

Instead of a human soul…

And the beauty must be sly

To enchant and to entice…

To punish people, Zeus sent her

For the fire they had stolen from Olymp

High price they had to pay

For the boldness of Prometheus

And all the oceans in the universe

Won’t be enough to put out the holy

Fiery Prometheus' sacrifice

Hate your chimerical hopes!

Let be holy your souls!

She went to his brother

But he’d forgotten Prometheus' advice —

Don’t take presents from gods

So Epimetheus could not endure

Pandoras' mystical allure

She brought an urn with evils

Unknown for mortals until then

And all disasters spread out when

Pandoras' curiosity prevailed

And all the sorrows

Conquered the human world

But scared she closed the urn

And the nastiest evil couldn’t creep

So explain me how the hope

As the most dangerous of evils

Corrodes the human souls ?!

I said — the great wisdom of the faith

Will make your dreams eternal