| I’ve been fire, fed by the four winds
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| I’ve been water in the stream
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| And a drop of dew on the culm
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| I’ve been clay in the hands of a potter
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| I’ve been rosin of a tree
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| And a leaf, by the breeze carried away
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| I’ve been a child of seven spirits
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| I’ve been an eagle in the skies
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| And the swashing fish in the lough fulgent
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| I’ve been star in the loosing sky
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| I’ve been a tear in the wind
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| And a word within paean
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| I’ve been a flower on the green pasture
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| I’ve been the song of a bird
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| And the vast roar of a bear
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| I am a lump of this vivid soil
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| I’m the brother of the trees
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| A chthonian lot of this earth
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| Breathe this dream, and let your soul inhale it!
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| Bare and naked, let us dance on the meadows
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| Revel within this nature which we’re all a part of. |
| Free this wolf forever!
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| Free this child! |
| Indui uelui cantla canamos |