Skylark soaring through soul-gray clouds,
She tries to find her way;
A raven chases after her,
He cannot stay away
She flies through storm and sun,
She opens her beak and sings;
The raven, following,
Closes his eyes to listen
The skylark searches for her true home,
Wonders where her heart belongs;
The raven sees his universe in her,
Yearns for more of her sweet song
At last, a lake looms below,
With an island fit for two;
The skylark lands, the raven follows
Shy in the moonlight
The skylark’s song soothes his chaotic night.