I born like dawn
to shield duke of dirge
folding the world on palm
i lift to light the light
on the round around the centre circle
i born like dusk
to dark the charge endanger jeopardy
tailing the word of elder
i raise to lift the soul of tomorrows
inside the rows of randoms range
my youthful lake is more more
high to higher
rolling dirge off the ordinaries
raiding my road off thorns
inside crown of my crow
the big big handlets of my trouser
should tightly buckle
i born like camel
to walk the world to the black sea
carrying heavy wave on my back
sweeping the verandah of wilden
to the edge of beyond neat
i born like boor
to bald the bull boys
i took myself to where no one sees the future
waving around the sky
searchin g the eyes of heaven