And when the tears will fill your eyes, I'll dry your silver eyes, 'cos I' looking around hunting for a raindeer. Oh little Sun you must born every day, and die every single night. And my spirit's crying for leaving, when the moonlight is coming and a breath of fire became fresh water snow. I can dance in circle and she sings with me, a lovely song between angels, who are around the centre of the world. The trees pour withe flowers, spread twilight on my sunset, and a breeze scare the demons in my mind. If you are dreaming I a**ure you, neither the wind can stop you, a Spiral's sense sparks bright in my mind. And my spirit's crying for leaving, when the moonlight is coming and a breath of fire became fresh water snow. I can dance in circle and she sings with me, a lovely song between angels, who are around the centre of the world.