The Great Gates Of Kiev

Come forth, from love's pyre

Born in life's fire,

Born in life's fire

Come forth, from love's pyre

In the burning, of our yearning

For life to be

And in pain there will (must) be gain

New Life!

Stirring in salty streams

And dark hidden seams

Where the fossil sun gleams

They were, sent from (to) the gates

Ride the tides of fate

Ride the tides of fate

They were, sent from (to) the gates

In the burning of our yearning

For life to be