You hold the reigns on the sun and the moon Like horses driven by kings You cover the mountains, the valleys below With the breadth of your mighty wings
All treasures of wisdom And things to be known Are hidden inside your hand And in this fortunate turn of events You ask me to be your friend
And you, You are my first You are my last You are my future and my past
The constellations are swimming inside The breadth of your desire So where could I run, where could I hide From your heart's jealous fire
All treasures of wisdom And things to be known Are hidden inside your hand And in this fortunate turn of events You ask me to be your friend
And you, You are my first You are my last You are my future and my past You are the beginning and the end
