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