The soil is trembling; mountains throw up high a rain of fire Old gorges crumble down and swallow entire rivers, A huge glacier collapses, water floods the unbothered valleys The wheel of change is led by no hand dire
Impassively the high cliff waits to be removed of its regal cape When mountains rise then time decides that others must also lose their crown
The desert waits to be reborn when rains again feed its forgotten sands The proudest sea gets dry and dies, its bottom becomes a green prairie land
As nature proceeds we behold without speech, frozen by sight And try to make sense of it all Becoming aware that we live... under its command, We name it our goddess with fearTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
