Orokoto, under the mango tree

When the furious fire at the top

melts down all its wax,

under the mango tree we shall all be

not for its refreshing shade

but the undying fire which rest beneath

Hahaha

Fire that consumes not the body

but the doubting thoughts

fire which peels off your skin

to look younger than before

Hahaha

No one knows my name and liveth

call me the stranger under the mango tree at Orokoto

who spits fire that burns no smoke

whom none knows his abode

I remember ...
where the sun shines at dawn
I remember...

where the sky meets the earth

Hahaha

I shall tell you no more

but this fire that comes from my lips

They fear me because of it

but I fear it too though from me

because it can burn
its own
its foes

Hahaha