Glow little spark glow brightly in the embers of dying fire See the people come run to their windows What manner of lightning this Oh spirit, spirit beautiful Oh spirit, spirit beautiful
Swim little bubble swim lightly, bubble on a silent pool See the people come run to their windows What manner of ocean this Grow little seed grow brightly resting in a nest of earth See the people come run to their windows What manner of lightning this Oh spirit, spirit beautiful Oh spirit, spirit beautiful