In the shadow of the sacred tree
Bearing saccharine fruit, uprooting stone
I will follow in the footsteps of
The shepherd leading me to home
Where I will hear my own voice
Where I'll remember all that matters to me
Arise and come away
The tree ripens its fruits
And they give forth fragrance
Let me see your face
Let me hear your voice
If you can't lift my shame
I'll drown it myself
In the seclusion beneath the shadow it casts
Where no one sees me
Where I hear my own voice
Where I remember all that matters to me
Arise and come away
Let me see your face
Let me hear your voice