Good is this day,
There was evening, there was morning,
And this beautiful day that dawns
Awaken my senses.
A distant noise
Of songs and whistles,
Open my stone skins
There was evening, there was morning,
And this beautiful day that dawns,
Awaken my senses.
A latent sweetness,
Of wet lights,
Stir up my aura-water.
There was evening, there was morning,
And this beautiful day that dawns,
Awaken my senses.
A nascent heat,
Loaded with gravity,
Softens my bones-scratch.
There was evening, there was morning.
Standing up, I finally wake up.
Listening to the pains of my being,
Soften with the songs of nature, the sounds carried by the breath of radiant lights.
And fade into the vision before me...