In the blue
When the Sun
Flies a bird

Black as night, black as night

In the cold
When no soul
Tumbling
With the wind
Like a flower of stars

And my heart
In the blue
When the Sun
Like a bird
Flies in the night
In the cold
When no soul
It is tumbling
With the wind

No song
No sound
No soul
No clouds
My heart, my heart is fire