Texty: Paolo Saporiti. Alone. I Could Die Alone.

Hold myself so clear,
lead me to the wind,
hold myself a lot,
the Place that I could not.
Hold myself so dear,
lead me to the King
and keep my back so clean...
Hold myself like fi re,
like fi re burning higher,
?The Place? that I could reach
and keep it in my mind.
Think that I could die... Alone.