There seems to be nothing more to the myth of Phoenix than that it rises from the ashes to live again, so I made it Simorgh again, the Persian equivalent to Phoenix. Simorgh provides more content to write about. How I went about the song so far is difficult to describe. I could listen to the song only in streaming mode - no cuts, no cycles, just listening to the whole song again and again. So I first tried to identify the structure of the song. Next I counted syllables. I then wrote lines of text that matched my own syllable counts. Today I listened to the song again several times, shuffling lines, deleting and inserting words, and rephrasing lines until it seemed to fit - at least to my ear.
I don't think the lyrics are perfect at this state. But I rather await the singer's feedback before trying to improve them on my own. Maybe he rejects them straight away, or maybe he gives helpful hints as to where and how to revise them.
[pre-chorus/intro]
in times of mourning and sorrow
without faith, times of fear, despair, and cries
[pre-chorus]
although all hope may seem to
go up in flames - nothing's lost - when the Simorgh dies
[chorus]
and yet again - you will see
that she will rise - yes, she will rise
from the ashes
from the ashes
[verse 1]
noble bird - comforting sight - where she's flying
brilliant colours - graceful creature
shining feathers - bright plumes - mournful cries
her song would bring - tears to men's eyes
[pre-chorus]
although all hope may tomorrow
go up in flames - nothing's lost - when the Simorgh dies
[chorus]
and yet again - you will see
that it will rise - yes, it will rise
from the ashes
from the ashes
[verse 2]
she would roost - in the tree of life
that would shake - when she'd take flight
and spread the seed - of all known plants
and spread the riches - of the land
leaving it - for men to tend
rising high - she would behold the fertile fields
and the earth she shields
spread her wings - and wheel in the sky
view the world - with generous eyes
[pre-chorus]
although all hope may tomorrow
go up in flames - nothing's lost - when the Simorgh dies
[chorus]
and yet again - you will see
that it will rise - yes, it will rise
from the ashes
from the ashes
[verse 3]
she has lived - and has witnessed change
and all the wisdom - of old age
she gathered - in her course of life
she has seen - emperors rise
and reigns pass - people's hopes soar
times of peace - and times of war
[... outro]
although she's burning - in the flames
she'll stand up - and live again
although she's burning - in the flames
she'll stand up - and live again
she'll stand up - and live again - for a thousand years