Φως αυγής

I give and I take, I live and I make,

I shall share a song with solemn pride, yet I still care about long the forgotten times,

I am a force of goodness, and I believe my intentions may be right,

I walk through doors in the woods then, so I have a will to see the morning dawn of crimson light,

I am part of this gone past life, yet I have a heart filled in me so to still be kind,

I see those lost in the awe of the summer sky, and yet those who perished in the dark cold winter night,

I feel my heart reborn again, and I search for memories which remind me why I am grateful to be alive.