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.