Phoenix (completed)

Actually, there are two versions of Phoenix now. The version I'm presenting here is my private one that does NOT match the tune I was supposed to write the lyrics for. And, yes, it  is "Phoenix" again although the second verse has nothing much to do with Phoenix but with its Persian predecessor "Simurgh". But since hardly anybody in the Western World has ever heard of "Simurgh" I've rather left it with "Phoenix".

Phoenix

in times of mourning and sorrow
without faith,
times of fear, despair, and cries

although all hope may seem to
go up in flames
nothing's lost when the Phoenix dies

and yet again you will see
that it will rise - yes, it will rise
from the ashes

noble bird, comforting sight
brilliant colours, graceful flight
wheels in the sky, spreaded wings
viewing the world as it sings
such wondrous chants are its cries
that they'd bring tears to men's eyes

although all hope may tomorrow
go up in flames
nothing's lost when the Phoenix dies

and yet again you will see
that it will rise - yes, it will rise
from the ashes

it roosts in the tree of life
that would shake when it'd take flight
and spread the seed of all known plants
and spread the riches of the land
the bird beholds the fertile fields
and the earth it shields

although all hope may tomorrow
go up in flames
nothing's lost when the Phoenix dies

and yet again you will see
that it will rise - yes, it will rise
from the ashes

it has lived and witnessed change
and all the wisdom of old age
it's gathered in its course of life
it has seen emperors rise,
reigns pass, and hopes soar,
times of peace, and times of war

although it's burning in the flames
it will stand up and live again
although it's burning in the flames
it will stand up and live again
will stand up and live again