Dawn, drops of sleep are trembling in the fog
The mark of a bare light foot on the moss
Chilliness is already drawing a net on the glass
The dusk is sewing a coat of clouds for the pines here
This is my place on earth
Here is my time, let it last eternally
The dawn is collecting frost from the willow ways
The mark of all past springs here
Chilliness is already reddening the faces of the suns
The dawn on the hairs of dogs is hurtling to the heathers
This is my place on earth
Here is my time, let it last eternally
The dawn is burning from above the meadows, bringing
Twilight into my hands, I'm waiting in the window
I don't want to count days ever again
For a while, I want to be only the nightfall
This is my place on earth
Here is my time, let it last eternally