Never speak with olden leaves
They only say of close decease.
Amber, scarlet, brown then coal
Whirling whirl in mercless fall.
Blaze the forest fire, glow!
Who knows what birds sing about
When their child is flying out,
And smashes on a heavy ground -
The feast of worms.
Blaze the forest fire, glow!
Find the sound in rhythm,
Or beauty lost in filth.
It would be a fair fight,
And if you worth - fate never lies.
Under clouds of dusk
Dance in smoke with sparks
Dance with fireflies
Falling star you catch
Hide her in a soul cage.
Save her light
From upcoming darkness
Under clouds of dusk
Dance with fireflies
Dance in smoke with sparks
Dance with fireflies
Dances with Fireflies
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