Ode On Dawn Songtext
von Tusmørke

Elle est retrouvé
Quoi?
C′est la Mer allée
Avec le soleil
I sing my praise to the morning wind
Its soft cares unties my soul
So gently talking with image words
Whispering my fortune in other worlds
Delicately moving me to a moment of soothing coolness
The tongue of the sky
Travel with joy on this golden breeze
And hunt with him the shade of night
The golden gong clamors with molten Flame
Dispersing all shades to whence they came Morrow day mourner
Stands in his tower
Greeting the ploughman
Radiant sower
Being a chaser
I chase the morning
Morningstar gazer
Chase on till dawn
The breath of the sun
Welcome you are
Glorious star
The battle is won
The day has begun