Carry me toward the setting sun
My last and lonely rest
Where I can build my funeral pyre
My sweetly scented nest

And here I´ll wait
Home at last
For the dying sun
To burn the past

With a final kiss of ancient day
Spark the drywood cradling me
And warm this golden flame
That take my life so tenderly

And when my heat can get no hotter
When my light it at its height
I´ll throw myself into my sun
My last and lonely flight

And there my life will be complete
My death have had its meaning
My soul will fill the solar heart
My legend fill the dreaming

So thus each solar flare
Each whisper of melodious light
Will carry my undying love
To kiss your face at night

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