all I see around me makes my sorrow stronger the sky is crying on my land all which was still shining has now become darker the tears of angel are falling ... in my hands
R but I feel the breath of heaven reviving the embers of my dying heart shining like stars in the night
all cold ashes and dust have blackened the green plain the sun will sweep (the) shadow all this blood on my ground is now washed by this rain(ou bien "is washed by a sweet rain") the world will always rebirth... i know
R and I feel the breath of heaven reviving the embers of my dying heart shining like stars in the night.