THE LAST UNICORN 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 old and worn, They will stare, unbelieving, At the Last Unicorn. When the first breath of winter, Through the flowers is icing, And you look to the north, And the pale moon is rising, And it seems that all is dying, And would leave the world to mourn, In the distance, hear the laughter, Of the Last Unicorn, I'm alive, I'm alive... When the last moon is cast, Over the last star of morning, And the future has past, Without even a last, desperate warning, Then look into the sky where through, The clouds a path is formed, Look and see her, how she sparkles, It's the Last Unicorn, I'm alive, I'm alive... Performed by: "America" From: "The Last Unicorn"

"What are/were the four most intelligent creatures?" The unicorn, the phoenix, the tortoise, and the dragon. Tradional Chinese Saying