Flame to flame, from one word to the next one
One soul gives flame to another.
In the heavens husky cold wind
Starts the service for the fallen.
Where you have touched the ground,
A new life spike gently sprouts,
And the giant will detect you,
And the blind will recognize you.
You will warm the soil with fire,
Recreating all the living,
In the night you'll wake the dawning
And replace the sun with your wing.
Having mastered all life's secrets,
You will open doors of cosmos,
Then I will recall my prayer
For the guiltless who were murdered.