I am: the son of the sky
You are: The air
We call: And we don't reply
They are: gone
You call on me
To say: Beware of the fly
Who is: Here
To steal my soul
Mene: I beg ye dance with me
Mene: Here
Tekel: I beg ye sing the plea
Parsin: Says
To tame the snow
Upon: The eye of the key
Into: You
Forever closed
And now: The hour of distress
Because: The cold
And so: I drink of your calmness
Which is: Wet
As rivers are
I call: Out so to bless
You who: Are not
You who are not
