A-kija

I hear her crying, I can't stand the sound, I have to go to her, Comfort her with all my might, I come to her side, She'd standing in her cribe, She's crying her eyes out, Holding out her arms, She wants to be held, I'll hum a bit to calm her down, She likes it it seems, Maybe I'll sing it instead, "As the moon kindles the night, "As the wind kindles the fire, "And the rain fills every ocean, "And the sun, "The earth, "With your heart kindle my heart, "Take my heart, "Take my heart, "Kindle it with your heart, "And my heart cannot be, "Kindled without you, "With your heart, "Kindle my heart." I heard that song long ag