Daughter of the echo Hills with sheepskin clothing Hiding certain mortal thrills Newly mystic virgin Rose about to sing and dance Among the grass and grow Sister of the lotus crown The waters made you soft In nature's glowing gown Spirit swan with open wings Is free for love And foaming spray of beauty sings Lady of the shining flame Thy altar burns In glory of your mighty name Solar hunk of blazing gold Is waifting bearing want of fire Truth untold Princess of the rushing wind Cry, smoke is swirling Clouds are lifting from within Angel who is solely mine Awaits the shine Of bleeding light And life divine