Daughters, sons, river deaths:
Faces pale like moons,
And hands, bright stars
Fair children, cradle water graves
Vast river, spirits, can you hear us pray?
Arise, hear my lullabies
How I wreck my broken love
Upon unlived lives
Vast river, dark waters
I drown in lament endlessly
Spirit guide, river stag arise
Eyes ablaze and steaming hide
Pull treasures from turbid waters
Tisza's child clothed in liquid light
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Arise, awake, mystify
How I drowning bathe in rivers
That flood all hopes in water
Final lord, and I will fly to thee