I am outside of the circle
The eagle soars, wind beneath his wings
Towards the sunrise, now towards the sunset
No boundaries, only unexplored frontiers

The eagle soars, wind beneath his wings
Throwing off the limits of the circle of family
No boundaries, only unexplored frontiers
Springtime in the north is autumn in the south

Throwing off the limits of the circle of family
Beginning, ending, leaving but not returning
Springtime in the north is autumn in the south
The circle has closed

Beginning, ending, leaving but not returning
Towards the sunrise, now towards the sunset
The circle has closed
I am outside of the circle