Appear, oh child of vicious sunrise! I appeal to you! Making a sacrifise Of my sensual delight's energy Renouncing immediacy, I'm ready to stay in eternaty My flesh is like the ground waiting For moisture of knowledge In order that the seeds of knowledge What is humanity? Ears of rye. What are th Earth ig not the field for reaping? Give me the clue, give knowledge In order that I separate seeds and weeds. Give me the light and give some force In order that I may irrigate the crops Appear, oh child of vicious sunrise! I appeal to you! Making a sacrifise Of my sensual delight's energy By the fiery rain, For the look pure, but they are black inside. give me the wind And I'll disperse the ash of this imaginary harvest What is humanity? Ears of rye. What are th Earth ig not the field for reaping? Give me the rain og healing, Moisture of innocence. The ground is healthy, But the crops are ill!