It's a breath of air and a sigh for future times
Almost powerful, with a wave of cryptic signs
Now vibrating winds sprout so constantly,
Can you hear this sound of joy?
Even oceans sing, and their melodies prophesy
the change of all they knew before.
The sky will shine... the storm will spin...
Seas rage as once they welcomed him
The lands might shake, but times stand still
Forgotten realms that you fulfill
Not yet concrete but clear
Drops will become a stream
Not yet concrete but clear
Drops will become a stream