In you I see a field
Of crackling lightning
Flames flare and gush
The ears of the world are ringing,
You are the river dinur
We are waking, we are shaken,
And you streak, you draw the dawn,
And al the seats in Zion have been taken,
And people flow from the
Andaman Islands, from Kalimantan,
From the Chilean shores,
Truth on the lip of each woman and man
Of crackling lightning
Flames flare and gush
The ears of the world are ringing,
You are the river dinur
We are waking, we are shaken,
And you streak, you draw the dawn,
And al the seats in Zion have been taken,
And people flow from the
Andaman Islands, from Kalimantan,
From the Chilean shores,
Truth on the lip of each woman and man
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