Twirling in a trance of dazzling delight,
Beaming at an undeniable demise,
Dances a flickering flame, furiously bright...
Let her dance till she dies.

Exhausted in a searing struggle,
A candle bleeds and its blazing rays dull.

Yet, its flame dances as the wick withers,
She dances even when the dark's trying to smother her.
Isn't she scared, doesn't she shiver,
Shining till she's just a few faint embers?

Extinguishing in a burning...