He was the youngest anf purest branch to grow from this tree, the flow from this sea He was't there to stay, he was carried away, in his father's arms He closed his eyes and he looked to the skies, with an open heart and an open soul
He was lost in prayer in the moonlight up there, when he stepped right out Into his father's arms He was carried home on those shoulders so wide And he was finally sewn by his mother's side Now under the light of Carmel he lies They gathered round his fading earthly flame And now Carmel calls his name He said would that my life could be a sacrifice to the ones Who circle round this place He was carried home on those shoulders so wide And he was finally sown by his mother's side Now under the light of Carmel he lies