Facing the past, deeply crooked for ages Annual rings of a life, witnessing hope Murder and death, lovers and birth, closely entwined The battle of darkness and light, observer of life Here on the hill, bound in hostile surroundings Cracks in the bleeding wood: scars and remains Here all alone, shelter and symbol of freedom: A giant, so massive and old: gentle but strong Tearing down to the ground Burning heat, smoking coal Fire! Fire! Burning down to the ground Timber heart, holy wood Fire! Fire! Facing the day, changing the soul of perception Father of life, father of fire and death Cold is the night, warm is the shine of the torch Now and forever: deep is the heart of the flame Tearing down to the ground Burning heat, smoking coal Fire! Fire! Burning down to the ground Timber heart, holy wood Fire! Fire!