Earth, you have made me
Of smoke and the flying
Of strong-winged birds.
And the freedom of wind,
With the freedom of waves,
Has entered into my being.
From dust of a moth-wing
You have made me,
Earth.
Earth, you have made me
Of smoke and the flying
Of strong-winged birds.
And the freedom of wind,
With the freedom of waves,
Has entered into my being.
From dust of a moth-wing
You have made me,
Earth.
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