Oh! An endless, vast lea now I see.
The soft summer morn now opened her
Dress, I see the shining star
On it, full of glorious glee.
How the cool breeze touches my skin!
Ah! Soothing softness now I feel,
My withered thoughts with joyance fill,
I see, this earth is quite clean.
I thought the skies are blue no more
All the roses are no more red
But, oh, you! You close the door
Of the way, I was led.
When I see all these again
Heavenly feeling touches me like rain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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