1. And one night you brought forth
A sun from the blondness that did not veil

2. You started a war amongst its horsemen
In which the steeds of passion run with us

3. Its spears are candlelight and its swords
The fire of ardour and blood is the juice of grapes

4. We allow our souls to the wind
But we return to what it stole

5. Under a sky of smoke that
Leaps with sparks like the flashing of embers

6. When the breeze longed for its branches
You'd think them tongues murmuring

7. And the candle stood tall so you tasked it
To make the firefly rise above the gold