As I sing
The ground trembles with fire's ring
Like a warrior lifting its spear
To defeat the rage
Of the morning's bite
Wildly growing from the night.
As I sing
The winds of the day
Wrap me
In its warm arms
In its very special way
And its very special charms
The morning invites me to stay
In a very special way
I sing
I dare to sing Despite all that has happened.