Young and eager To taste adventure The blood of gods in his heart High and mighty, A born offender Who failed to master his art A fiery spirit, And soul like stone Defiant child On an aimless quest Strong and willing To face contenders In the river Po, They'll soon rest His chariot burns in the sky He knows not, he'll soon die His chariot lights up the sky He cares not, he'll soon die He begged and pleaded his Father, Phoebus The god of light and heat "Let me guide The chariot of the sun Let me feel the solar heat" Jupiter hurls his lightning bolt As Phaethon crosses the sky From a distance Clymene Stares in anguish Hoping Phaethon Once again will fly