Golden sun speaking to the evening sky
Only in death will I truly feel
Feel the true innocence of the dawn
To command the pain of love on this earth

Wind of the birds, wind of the people
God's sense, divine

Walking was the speech of the golden river
To command the pain of love on this earth

Wind of the birds, wind of the day
God's sense, divine

Hail the sun, alone in its strength
In mortality

Hail the sun, God in the valley of love

Golden sun speaking to the evening sky
To command the pain of love on this earth
Oh God, I feel the scent of death

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