Music: Mark Garrett/Nico Mirolla/Alexander Rieth/Sean Lang
What place is this?
Ia raue oun soal
I stood so still
Vead cuarne courpaion
Where have I gone?
Iaj o zeov ial andea
What words are these?
Alunea, dag ua nai
Language of morning, thoughts in a dewdrop's tremor
And you are quickening air
New words pull from me, from your formation
Iash! Ie! Iesh! Iie!
I come from far off and across
A place of endless blooming
Furiously chased by their words
It does not end
Here too I see this blooming
And we reach for it now
Voices in the echoes, taking form in air
That I must chase without choice
And to create meaning
Is a challenge to my new mind
And I must move slowly
Crafted by those from my home
To seed a new land
Etched into your code, all things known
And drawn in the sand
Ie dej veana undare
(Ie dej veana undare)
Sky-brother, tell me, on your distant star
Was there a place where meaning held its motion?
All is meaning
All is movement
When I returned
You came here from the sunlight
(And now are we to greet ourselves?) Can we be still?
Come now, we'll watch the twilight
I should not have gone
Should is a word I can't find
(And now are we to greet ourselves?) What place is this?
Eudzi, aaithua