There will always be the darkness at the edge of days,
Fear it not,

Remember the light upon the sacred bridge of the world,
Swirling upon the precipice,

Steel ribs and concrete muscle, a building decays and dies,
Watch how life still shines,

There she contemplates the Beloved's light at the close of day,
Each movement praises the Merciful,

This is her dance, this is her wish, this is her hymn to humanity,
This is her.