Ashes is all that was left of the life so vibrant and so real
Of the promises and expectations that seemed so great
Now they burned and what a fire it has caused in me
It almost killed all that is good and left for me.

Let me not remember the pain and sorrow it has put me down
But the hope which has kept me going on . . .
Let me not just stop with my falling to the ground
But also with the going up and the moving on.

Many have thought that these dreams have died long ago
But they persisted, survived and now living anew
'Coz for always the One who died and kept in the tomb . . .
Will once again re-enter and re-born in the Woman's womb.