In the Light of the Burning World

That light from the mountains
Held us in the valley
Full of flowers, born and blooming
Dust of wormwood on our skin

Autumn blew in, like a spell
Roots sleeping, while rain fell
Forest warmth enveloping
Lonely, but in love with everything

Nameless in my memory
Nameless in my memory
Nameless in my memory

We live in the light of the burning world
We live in the light of the burning world
We live in the light of the burning world
We live in the light of the burning world