In the valley where the moons and lovers playLive two children
who were born on SaturdayOne was dark, one was fairFathered by
the hawk, mothered by the mareStranger children you have never
seenBrothers of the forest and the seaOne was land, one was
airAnd they kept the fires burning thereIn a golden vessel and
silver vaseKept them burning in the strange enchanted placeKept
them burning to the skyFor they knew someday the sun would
die
Send "Fire Brothers" Ringtone to your Cell 
