CONCLUSION

     CHORUS 

Not even evil
can you destroy,
O heart of ours,
but that you die,
not one base demon
to nothing lead,
but that you smite yourself,
eternal seed. 

Eternal seed.
for no one has seen you flower,
only grow,
always and many times over.
All the way
to meaning in all the void!
Life's long yearning
grant to us unalloyed.  

Grant to us unalloyed
the day's heaviest hour,
its stifling agony,
for you are the morning star,
gleaming solace cool,
within the mist a spark,
borne on seven clouds,
seven dragons dark. 

For more information, please visit the website of David McDuff and his own pages with the translations.