The presage bird flies over the mystic lands
Its big wings touch immensity, revealing that life never ends

From drops of dew to flowering fields
Reborn and sprout from the earth

Life goes on in its way
A perpetual renewal spell

Life goes on in its course
Time defies the ephemeral

From the dancing mist to the storm chaos
Bringing tears of regret from the sky

Law goes on in its cycle
The miracle of existence

Law goes on in its order
The mystery of recreation

The fruits generated by the tree of life
Harvested by the individual conscience
This energy comes from inside
Incessant strength for eternal sway

Wash the salt into the ground
Create a spark and burn the scars

The seed of transmutation is in the womb