I extinguished the ultimate fire 

To give respite to my eyes 
I'm imprisoned in the bowels of an ox 
And here indeed I can no longer lift my arms 
I listened to the myths of heroes and bawdy poets 
I dug within tombs of love and of the saints 
But the furious cry of the earth 

Beats my ears again 
And still I'm forced to hear 
Now I'm here with you, my friends, my friends forever 
You are more than a brother, you're drunk from my glass 
You hold my arm while I speak 

You look at me in silence 
But it's from you that I ask help 

My hands, that are so tired 
All my weariness lain over my shoulders 

All that's left to me is your help 
The air feels the dawn, trembling as it waits 

My throat trembles, long waiting dawn 
Outside the day is born 

And we, at length die.