Alone at dawn,
when all the others fade to evening,
I gather flowers in minefields,
and just as the body would burst,
so bursts the soul of the first lights
I devour in the harvest.
Alone at dawn,
when all the others fade to evening,
I gather flowers in minefields,
and just as the body would burst,
so bursts the soul of the first lights
I devour in the harvest.