[If] you're to cry a long time
By the hazy windows,
[Then] high in the torn sky
[A] falcon will appear.
[A] falcon will appear
High above the cloud,
Then it's crucial not to
Miss your chance avowed
To see it spreading wings flat,
To see its feathers' half bow,
And become surprised at
Who have I become now?
And why's the cloud beneath me,
[But] the sky above is clear?
It seems that all my crying
Was not in vain, my dear,
[It] seems my time has come, see
It's here at last, yeah!
And so deep below me
My tribe slowly wanders,
But I'm to fly higher,
Fly into the sun disk,
Yet I'm to remember
'bout the window down there
With the hazy glass panes,
Into which my kin beats,
All of my beloved...
TO BURN AND TO COME BACK!
If you're to cry a long time...