High in the sky, there is a sad story
Told of a time long ago
But little fillies, there is no need to worry
The story is harmless, you know
In that time long gone, there was a princess, with hair the deepest of sapphire
She and her sister, they ruled the skies, and her sister's power she did admire.
For she ruled the moon, and her sister the sun, they spun, in an eternal dance.
In the sky, they did sing, they did spin, they did play, until it happened upon one mischace
Under the sun, the ponies did frolic, they laughed, and they ran under the sunbeams
But when the moon shone, through the clouds of the night, they left her alo