After 
The cold darkness
In the heart of the forest
Where birds are singing
For the new born sun

In the womb of the leaves
On the branches of the trees
Lies the treasure in the morning
The pearls of light

Carried away by the [bad word] of my world
I got lost in the search for enlightment
The blue rain covered my roots
And I forgot where I came from

Carried away by the [bad word] of my world
I got lost in the search for enlightment
The blue rain covered my roots
And I forgot where I came from