As Mother Earth revolves,
As time immeasurable flows,
As the great Zephyr wind blows,
Until sheer beauty, delivers our souls.

Let man rest, forgive his wick'd ways,
Break, shatter'd sin, the air of Satan, seem his praise.
Let joy forever, cast its spell,
Till what we do, ends us eternal in hell.

Shine mighty orbs, feel ancient light of the past,
May my rhyme to you, warm the heart of your honour last.
Drink the blesséd wine, sip from his sacred cup,
The hour of desire, fiery dome above, have heavens always faced up?