The log is burning, we have berries for supper
The road has been long, a shipwreck we had
In the ocean of sharks we swam
Hot sun and hailstorms, all we had to bear
Here in the wild, wild animals make neighbors,
With a jewel stare, the moon is gazing from the sky,
Let us make more fire, I'm told, the wild fear fire
My pearl, your face is a tiger, my heart is steel.
At break
Of dawn,
So near
Is the destination,
we'll make and merry.
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