Quiet Fire v.1

Verse 1

It's good, in autumn's crisp, cold air,

To let the wind shake my apple‑tree soul with care.

To watch the sun's plow cut the sky so blue,

Through the river's glass, beneath the morning dew.

Chorus

This quiet fire burns slow and deep inside,

A secret flame I keep, no need to hide.

I'll hold this hush, I'll keep the door locked tight,

Until the dawn reveals the truth of light.

Verse 2

It's good to drive from my body the red‑hot nail,

The burning song that once tore through my tale.

And dressed in festive white, I wait alone,

For a guest who never knocks, for a tone unknown.

Chorus

This quiet fire burns slow and deep inside,

A secret flame I keep, no need to hide.

I'll hold this hush, I'll keep the door locked tight,

Until the dawn reveals the truth of light.

Verse 3

I'm learning, heart by heart, to cherish every hue,

The bird cherry blossoms' color, soft and true.

Warm feelings bloom only in scarcity's embrace,

When the river's flow breaks ribs, yet holds its grace.

Bridge

The starry bell tower rings in silence deep,

Each leaf a candle where the dawn begins to creep.

No one will enter, no one will cross the line,

My chamber stays untouched, my secret stays mine.

Chorus

This quiet fire burns slow and deep inside,

A secret flame I keep, no need to hide.

I'll hold this hush, I'll keep the door locked tight,

Until the dawn reveals the truth of light.