Stir and stoke, release smoke The threat is gone And what's left is Only a prune Although not someone brave I go through all things, even the flames To show you how much love you Even without fame I always think of you in the first place No use crying Come, lie, tell me What happens The why of pain Stir and stoke, release smoke The threat is gone And what's left is Only a prune Go back to your home Do not go to a dark place Go back to the light You will not survive tonight In this dark and cold night Even with a flashlight in his hands That will not help you cross In order to finish Their long journey Stir and stoke, release smoke The threat is gone And what's left is Only a prune