I hear that the Emperor of China   Used to wear iron shoes with ease   We are the tablecloth and also the table   Also the fable of the dancing leaves      The new moon is rising   The axe of the thunder is broken   As never was not since the flood nor yet since the world began   The new moon is shining   The angels are washing their windows   Above the years whose jumble sale goes spinning on below      Ask the snail beneath the stone   Ask the stone beneath the wall   Are there any stars at all   Like an eagle in the sky   Tell me if air is strong      In the floating pan pipe victories of the golden harvest   Safe in the care of the dear moon      The new moon is rising   The eyelid of a god is approaching   The humane train the skating raining traveling voice of certainty   The new moon is shining   The harmonious hand is now holding Lord Krishna's ring   The eagle's wing the voice of mother everything      Ask the snail beneath the stone   Ask the stone beneath the wall   Are there any stars at all   Like an eagle in the sky   Tell me if air is strong      In the floating palaces of the spinning castle   May the fire, king's daughter bring water to you