The sound of breathing The silence intense The hearts are pounding Endlessly here The wind tumbling steadily Trated between us It becomes a wild And powerful strenght New light You took my wind And gave me your wind It passes between us Insvisible, pure The patterns in motion The birds in their forms The horizon is only A point on the map New light The holy head dressed With feathers and howling The mother protects The young and the worn The clouded dusk drops The burning sun cracks The natural world Reivents itself And turning the wheel The iron fears crying The walls moan and sing As they shift in the wind The night is a player That beckons the dawn Hopeful and patient For new light to come New light