Oh little seed Oh dying root Oh tender leaves Oh silver shoot Lift your head, my darling one You were not built to die I’ll melt the frost enclosing you Alive with open eyes I won’t break you I won’t burn you And I know that you are tired I’ll open your mouth so that you can drink So that you can sing again I’ll open your mouth so you can sing again So you can sing again with me We are standing in the Sun And there is nothing light can’t touch! I am alive!