Who brought you here to me?

Far beyond the waves of the bay,

far beyond the peaks of the mountains,

alone you saw the light of day

and alone you grew up.

I did not miss you,

I did not try to find your tracks,

I knew of no path

that would have led me there.

I did not know your father;

I did not know your mother;

I did not see where you had been,

I did not see where you were headed.

Like that stream in the distance

flowing towards this stream,

we were the exact same to each other

when you were distant from me.

Like two plants separated

by a meadow blooming between them,

Two birds that have found homes

in different nests.

Oh, son of another world!

Tell me, how then did you fly?

Oh, bird from far away!

Who brought you here to me?

How did you carry these flames

to my cold heart? --

How could you become everything

to one who thought nothing of you?