Menelaus:

When I look up at the stars that fly above
I see not the heavens, sparrow, hawk or dove.
Threadbare sighs the sky tonight
There's only one thing in sight

Staring down from the clouds up high
I could swear the gods will break me down to cry or even die
But how could I
Leave or shed a tear
When my loved one is so near?

High above me
Thinking of me
Helen sleeps tonight
Does she love me?
Proud and lovely
She's not alone
Tonight

I'll be true
Say that you
Promise that you'll be mine too
What shall I do?

Grey skies above,
Darkened mist, parted turtledoves
Grey skies above,
Clouded sun and lady love

When I look up at the stars that fly above
I see not the heavens, sparrow, hawk or dove.
From my lips this prayer flies:
Grey skies hear my sighs.