1. I am at the frontier a wave and a sail
Watering history with a plaintive melody

2. Pouring ancient magic and majesty
And beauty on the defiant non-existence

3. I am at the frontier.. From here Sindbad
Woven the wind, and rode the eternal

4. From here the oars fluttered once
And we carried the world an Arab passion

5. The old fragrance.. Still around me
In my blood, filling my forehead, in my hands

6. The past darkens for others, and remains
A body I continue in it equally

7. I am a pulse watered by a pulse from the
Past pouring song into my lips

8. I have not fossilized.. All that poured over me
Of graves that do not belong to me

9. All that guided me, and disfigured my soul
Was an intruder upon my cocoon

10. I am at the frontier a wave chewing loneliness
And crying over the iron in my feet

11. If I moved from my tomb I would water
The earth a cup it did not greedily drink

12. If I moved.. I will not fight with illusion
I will go on in the summer heat plowing

13. Oh my old fragrance, oh Sindbad
Oh my sail folding the skies folding

14. Is it fantasy that I regain my breath?
That I remove the rocks from my lungs?

15. Death ridiculed the glimmer of my purpose
Sealing with gloom on my eyelids

16. Death ridiculed my ashes, and from it
The killers know I rise alive