I was dead, then alive.
Weeping, then laughing.

The power of love came into me,
and I became fierce like a lion,
then tender like the evening star.

He said, -You-re not mad enough.
You don-t belong in this house.-

I went wild and had to be tied up.
He said, -Still not wild enough
to stay with us!-

I broke through another layer
into joyfulness.

He said, -Its not enough.-
I died.