Emotions take shape
Conquer bright hues
Mind reveals a taste
(Like that one of)
A cherry splitting
(Inside your mouth),
(Its sweet soul),
Now your singing comes head
Among the foliages of this nocturnal wood
Rit.: As you rose and heard the noise of life
You loved who glorified it, in a fight, you knew,
With no end.
Then nine sisters
The most wise
And noble you slip into
The mind of those who can
And maybe tell of deeds
That sound among this swarming.
Rit.: You sang so the worth wouldn’t melt
Like foam into the sea
But gave light to the new men’s way…
Rit.: Hardly you sing, all imposing
Shadows stand out of past and future heroes,
Across the time and the space.