As I turn my head and look,
beyond the thin white curtain of the day,
The sun shines fair, but the road i took,
Through days it goes, *noir du jais.

And the hands got lost in waves by night,
The dawn revealed they could've prayed,
Another glance, that dreadful sight,
A glimpse of life, noir du jais.

Breath of sea salt the Wind will spread,
And his songs sing, What I dare not say,
Through clouds and cold, deep blue and dead,
lies lost hope, noir du jais.

And the leaves get blown beyond return,
The wind still hums the tune death plays,
On this grave still fire burns,
Undying flame, noir du jais.