In the strange night I shall touch my face. Skies will declare Uprise. Parallels, meridians will call their space, Come where the Native Pole lies.
I look forward to tidal wave Rushing to my shoulders and brain. In the stream of singing splinters of ice There are planets watching my Name.
Here is New Sun of morning and spring, Illuminating with sacred rays. And comprehension of our fate Keeps in harmony Macrocosm’s Scales.
Refrain: Being transpierced by creative Ur-flame, Being wrapped up in the crown of ash-tree, I am awaking the shades' rounddance. Eternity's lucid firmament will caress Making Great Road free.