1. Dawn, if you would dawn, your dawn
Would captivate the minds of onlookers

2. Love clings to it, but it
Clings only to the glory of centuries

3. At times it flashes meanings of beauty
At times a mother's care in a glance

4. It gathered for tenderness light and guidance
Like that brought by the trusted spirit

5. Then, at times, it hardens like an executioner
So mix for me comfort with cool water

6. The bliss of innocence! Bitterness of my life!
Are you a father or a mother to the sons?

7. O my heart! When I die, take
In yearning - I, what is mine, and yearning?

8. Then tell of the centuries of those passed away