Desert Rose Awakening

Quartz whirlwinds spin the scalding sand,
Clay clinches the slumbering spring in its fist.
Yet beneath our soles a deep tremor has awakened
This is not fear, it's the subterranean current of life!
 Pulse of the earth, push through!
A scarlet bud breaks the granite latch.

Припев
Rise at the zenith, flower born of flinty slabs!
 Stand firm, let the storm roar!
The root has tapped the moisture of river depths,
Wash clean the traces of prolonged grief!
Bloom despite the parching heat, defying winds,
Right where the cracked crater once lay —
The desert rose shatters the dry bolt!
Bloom! Arise! The desert rose is alive!


Rain was not expected, yet moisture rose from beneath.
The blazing simoom lashes the steep cornice.
A resilient stem weaves a shield of thorns,
In every drop of dew, molten silicon boils.
 Beat the drum, the root is alive!
The thorn cuts through the silence of ancient groves.

Припев
Rise at the zenith, flower born of flinty slabs!
 Stand firm, let the storm roar!
The root has tapped the moisture of river depths,
Wash clean the traces of prolonged grief!
Bloom despite the parching heat, defying winds,
Right where the cracked crater once lay
The desert rose shatters the dry bolt!
Bloom! Arise! The desert rose is alive!


Stillness before thunder...
 Breathe. Breathe into the deep.
A thousand years trapped beneath burning plates.
Baobab sap pulses through my temples,
We are turning barren dust into a lush forest!



Припев
Rise at the zenith, flower born of flinty slabs!
 Stand firm, let the storm roar!
The root has tapped the moisture of river depths,
Wash clean the traces of prolonged grief!
Bloom despite the parching heat, defying winds,
Right where the cracked crater once lay
The desert rose shatters the dry bolt!
Bloom! Arise! The desert rose is alive!