all i see around me makes my sorrow stronger
the sky is crying on my land
all which was still shining
has now become darker
the tears of angel are falling ... in my hands
but i feel the breath of heaven reviving the embers of my dying heart
shining like stars in the night
all cold ashes and dust have blackened the green plain
the sun will sweep (the) shadow
all this blood on my ground is now washed by this rain(ou bien "is washed by a sweet rain")
the world will always rebirth...i know
and i feel the breath of heaven reviving the embers of my dying heart
shining like stars in the night
