Come and listen to the light as the day dawns,
the sun raises its trumpet to its mouth.
Listen to the wing beats of the white butterflies.
This day could become our best day.
The path we followed yesterday is just as new,
[and] as secret as in the time of our first dawn.
We shall face much, and we shall master much!
This day today could become our best day.
Come and listen to the deep as we row towards the shore.
Listen, the jelly fish tunes it strings.
The sound of ripples left by fish is promising.
This day could become our best day.
Our fjord1 is so new and blue and blank.
Your stare is free and your back straight.
We shall face much, and we shall master much!
This day today could become our best day.
Dear, listen to the darkness when our day has passed.
The night hums across far-flung hills.
The day has bestowed much upon us in all thinkable ways,
more, perhaps, than we yet have understood.
The moon above the smallholding and roof is just as new,
but remains silent about our next dawn.
We shall face much, and we shall master much!
The day tomorrow shall become our best day.
1. A long, narrow, deep inlet between cliffs.