Do you hear how a snake sings its' song next to you,
How the leaves are falling from trees as sunstones,
How those monks walk quietly, charcoal as their cloaks
Do you hear how a dove folds its' wings on the blue,
How a choir of placids are praising the Heaven,
How those lambs have stepped the fields of grace?
How from my ears have even the final crickets disappeared during the bad years?
Will you stay awake to the white morning?
Will you stay awake, feeling cold?
Will you stay awake, untill the rooster sings three times?
Next to a white robe
Only dim by its' side
A moment before you are called
When you are called by
The Eternity
Do you see how the highest church is rising from a lake,
How on the opposite coast the gongregation sinks,
And how the peaks of the mountains around are protecting us
When from my eye sockets have the spheres of happiness,
been swept away by those thunder brooms
Will you stay awake to the white morning?
Will you stay awake, feeling cold?
Will you stay awake, untill the rooster sings three times?
Next to a white robe
Only dim by its' side
A moment before you are called
When you are called by
The Eternity