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I've been fire, fed by the four winds |
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I've been water in the stream |
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And a drop of dew on the culm |
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I've been clay in the hands of a potter |
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I've been rosin of a tree |
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And a leaf, by the breeze carried away |
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I've been a child of seven spirits |
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I've been an eagle in the skies |
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And the swashing fish in the lough fulgent |
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I've been star in the loosing sky |
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I've been a tear in the wind |
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And a word within paean |
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I've been a flower on the green pasture |
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I've been the song of a bird |
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And the vast roar of a bear |
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I am a lump of this vivid soil |
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I'm the brother of the trees |
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a chthonian lot of this earth |
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Breathe this dream, and let your soul inhale it! |
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Bare and naked, let us dance on the meadows |
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Revel within this nature which we're all a part of. Free this wolf forever! |
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Free this child! Indui uelui cantla canamos. |
