In a heart that beats morning melodies,
In sighs that stroke the harp of night,
In veins through which runs etherical light
And eyes that shine non-ending rhapsodies,
Silence the chanting birds and murder the trees,
Oh Man of Civilization, what delight!
Only your iron birds shall take flight
The Universe should fit you and do what you please.
You are the master, oh yes I know!
Creation should bow wherever you go.
.. Poor one, you are, I pity you,
Patience, we were so patient,
We tried to believe you're decent,
But you thought we are complacent,
Look now, and see, this is the long-held sigh,
The sigh of the Earth, a creature you can no more deny..
I cannot witness this, I shall run to Mother's arms,
I shall close my ears but to Her sweet song that calms,
And hide my face in Her breast of delicate charms..
To see the unmerciful emperor cry for mercy
Is a far more bitter sight than to behold his tyranny..
Till the wave passes through
Till it washes away all that is false and fake.
To leave what it wishes and take what it would take,
Till the wave amends you...