Treasure thou thy wordhoard, take heed, make no sound
Out of the clear blue thou shalt reap thy rebound
For there may be all kinds of anguish in the years that precede
Take them as trials and ||: reap after thy seed :||
No word remaineth holy, all of them defiled
I hasten to and fro, still being used all this while
Overcome by my desires and my temper withers down
Remember what they told us - ||: we reap what we have sown :||
Lighten up, my flame, lighten up, my flame
Flare up, but I pray, be never tamed
I am burning as tinder in thee
As long as I believe in thee, thou wilt surely flare in me
Yet Hell is not my court yard
No longer may I stand guard
Remember what they told now
||: We reap that which we sow :||
Lo, fall, october, harvests, hinting in, calling out
Run, my lad, run, down the vales and up the mounts
There is a land promised to thee; glory, fame
No kingdom's reign be greater than what thou hast claimed
I was told what is good and what is right
I give what I have to make good of slight
Break ye only your silence to bid to this vow
||: To reap that which ye sow :||
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