Daughters, sons, river d**hs: Faces pale like moons And hands, bright stars Fair children cradle water graves Vast river, spirits, can you hear us pray? Arise, hear my lullaby How I wreck my broken love Upon unlived lives Vast river, dark water I drown in lament endlessly Spirit guide, river stag arise Eyes ablaze and hide steaming Pull treasures from turbid water Tisza's child clothed in liquid light arise, awake, mystify How I drowning bathe in rivers That flood all hope in water Final lord, and I will fly to thee