1. In your conscience did they camp or demolish
From your eyelids did they come or turn away

2. And are they pleased with your era and its people
As your whispers claimed or did they become angry

3. I adore them even if their scarcity persists
And it's wondrous that the hated is loved

4. You forbid me from them yet passion commands me
My soul refuses yet my longing welcomes

5. Like the water above the mountain’s peaks
Affection and the greenest of blades abound

6. People are so strange when you compare them
Kin of harmony is the white raven