Dead tree, sitting by a dried up river My root is deep but my soul is longing for

Water And all of these seeds seem to be sown in vain

Cause the heat of this desert is slowly withering

I wanna bloom, put down my roots Like a flower on a mountain in June

I wanna reach for the heights and touch you My life is drying up like the red sea

My prosperity is burning on the ground right in front of me

And recently it's gotten really hard to breathe Cause the lack of water is making it hard to see

I wanna bloom, put down my roots Like a flower on a mountain in June

I wanna reach for the heights and touch you

Cause the trial of the desert brings forth the fruit of faith

A beautiful carnation shows seeds not sown in vain

What rises from the ashes must first have conquered the flame

On the third day the most beautiful one bloomed from the grave

Cause the trial of the desert brings forth the fruit of faith

A beautiful carnation shows seeds not sown in vain

What rises from the ashes must first have conquered the flame

On the third day the most beautiful one bloomed from the grave

I wanna bloom, put down my roots Like a flower on a mountain in June

I wanna reach for the heights and touch you