Little by little the night turns around Counting the leaves which tremble at dawn Lotuses lean on each other in yearning Over the hills a swallow is resting
Set the controls for the heart of the sun
Over the mountain watching the watcher Breaking the darkness waking the grapevine Knowledge of love is knowledge of shadow Love is the shadow that ripens the wine
Set the controls for the heart of the sun
Witness the man who wanes at the wall Making the shape of his question to heaven Whether the sun will fall in the evening Will he remember the lesson of giving