You have seen the times when Adam was a youth,

You can lead along the narrow path of truth,

Shed some light inside the beating heart of mine,

That’s a heart of a man who doesn’t know, don’t know

That love can fight

Pain with its everlasting light

Like a fire it

Burns our suffering souls at times.

Moon you know

You light up the sky and its immensity

And you often show us only half your light,

Being in the half-dark we create at night

Angels made of clay that cannot ever fly,

Souls of paper that in fire always die,

And the hearts of men are like the leaves that fall,

Dreams of air that flee away once and for all.

Children of the earth that’s who we are, you know.