Người đàn bà phát minh ra lửa... A woman invented fire...

A woman invented fire...

A woman invented fire and called it
the wheel
Was it because the sun is round
I saw the round sun bleeding to sky
And fire rolls across the field
from forest to treetop
It leaps like a bike with a wild boy riding it

oh she said
see the orange wheel of heat
light that took me from the
window of my mother's home
to home in the evening