I dance like flames, I lend the winds, Glorious shapes! The fire in me, Feels for the lightening, And breathes me away, Down the wind! I will tell thee My secret love, If thou from me Thy knowledge hidest, The departing shall go, Fated die, every day Separated from mid earth! When I am lifted up, And they all bow to me, The many with mildness, There I must increase, For the goodness of man, The rising of prosperity!