The presage bird flies over the mystic lands
Its big wings touch immensity, revealing that life never ends
From drops of dew to flowering fields
Reborn and sprout from the earth
Life goes on in its way
A perpetual renewal spell
Life goes on in its course
Time defies the ephemeral
From the dancing mist to the storm chaos
Bringing tears of regret from the sky
Law goes on in its cycle
The miracle of existence
Law goes on in its order
The mystery of recreation
The fruits generated by the tree of life
Harvested by the individual conscience
This energy comes from inside
Incessant strength for eternal sway
Wash the salt into the ground
Create a spark and burn the scars
The seed of transmutation is in the womb
