Awake now, you who sent me down From the hills into the towns Awake now, you whose scent meets With that of the k**s in the downs I did not awake you through the winter I have let you wander by yourself through the summer In spring and fall you are mine Awake now, you whose name breaks the waves Awake now, you whose name sounds like thunder I did give unto you your crown, the seventh diadem I have taken from you, the mantle of God In blood and grief you are mine