Lightning, your presence from ground to sky, no one knows what becomes of me, when you take me so quickly.
Lovers move like lightning and wind. No contest. Theologians mumble, rumble-dumble, necessity and free will, while lover and beloved pull themselves into each other.
O the joy of my spirit - it is uncaged - it darts like lightning!
O the joy of my spirit--it is uncaged--it darts like lightning! It is not enough to have this globe or a certain time, I will have thousands of globes and all time.