Servante du feu quicksub

(female) Servant of fire

Will you like, in this world, to see something fade?
And if the air is more pure, would the heart of men transform?
And yet if everything is fragile here, on the Earth,
There is nothing that is futile, you know.

Of a side that is beautiful or good and sometimes tremendous,
And of another ugly or poor and more often than not monstrous,
What your heart will tell you, remember that
The difference is born in your eyes

Sing all the colours of the world,
Without missing a single note,
Everything has its place here,
Every emotion forms the symphony of our life

Enjoy the harmony of the sky,
See that everything is essential,
And understand that, you too, you are written in the melody.

Will you want, in this world, to be able to see the writing again,
And to choose their colours to make a proper painting?
To take the good, the bad, and without separating, accepting
Without covering your eyes, look at everything.
Joy and sorrow do not make one, all is in destiny,
From every laugh is born a sorrow,
In each voice, in each small noise, lives the infinite

Enjoy the harmony of the sky,
See that everything is essential,
And understand that, you too, you are written in the melody.