Good morning to you, alma mater,1
wake up, my star of the skies,
anima mundi, first breath.2
Mother Earth, mother star,
ancient victim of every war.
Beautiful grieving mother,
answer the cry of folly.
From this night on, mother Earth,
I’m going to dream only about peace, dawn, and sun,
anima mundi, sign of God.
Mother Earth, pure star,
pour oblivion over every life.
Beautiful grieving mother,
answer the cry of folly.
And forgive us all our mistakes.
And forgive us.
Mother Earth, now shine,
raise your cry, your prayer.
Beautiful grieving mother,
infinite mother, good morning to you,
mother Earth.
1. (Latin) alma mater {nourishing mother} = mother goddess
See here2. (Latin) anima mundi {world soul} = vital principle that gives rise to every living being.
See here