Tellus dormit Et liberi in diem faciunt Nunquam extinguut Ne expergisci possint Omnia dividit tragedia coram Amandum quae Et nocte perpetua Ehem vel vera visione Par oram videbo te Mane tempu expergiscendi
The land sleeps as do the children daily n'er do they expire so that they may never awaken. All does tragedy Presently divide All does it send away And within this night perpetual Lo! Or within the true vision Next to me I shall see thee In the morning, the time of awakening