Unyielding, raged and free

Unyielding, raged and free,
burn, fire, burn on, please...
Decembers tend to be
replaced by Januaries.

We've anything at all:
smiles, joys and everything,
one common moon for all,
one summer and one spring.

We'd live and go to grass
then, come what may, we will
for all the wrongs of ours
stand trial by ordeal.

We do not care, since
we know: when life is gone
for all of our sins
the reckoning is one.

Unyielding, raged and free,
burn, fire, burn on, please...
Decembers have to be
replaced by Januaries.