There used to be 7 sisters
They love to dance and sing
There were close, even as kids
They would play and swing


Their names were many
But let's start with the first
Phaedra, the sister of strength
She was never easy to coerce


Then there was the second
Luna, sister of dance
Every night by the fire
The others saw her prance


This girl was just as great
Estella, sister of song
When she sung
Everyone sang along


Now with the 4th
Ilta, sister of art
People would see her work
And feel it deep in their heart


The 5th is the next
Ayla, sister of story
Full of joy and pain
Always end in glory


6 was always around
Diana, sister of care
If someone was sick
She'd be there


But the last one is hard
For both you and me
Eira, girl of nothing
Yeah, the others are surprised too



She tried to move
But would fall
She tried to sing
But it always hit a wall


Eira tried to be like the others
But she felt small and shy
So while the others were asleep
She hid in the sky



The 6 sisters woke up
And looked and tried
But after years of searching
They began to cry



But little do they know
Eira was great
She was watching the others
Changing the star's fate


Eira isn't mad
But sad and hurt
Maybe one day
She'll leave her yurt


And dance with her sisters
Like she was born to do
Because they love each other
All the way, through and through