Pale like the skull of the sun   The way of the hunting moon   O storms that reign supreme   The breeze comes whisperin' soon      Strike the flowers' last gleam   In spite of desperate fight, their power   Leave no shores where the torrents stream      Mountains highest hills   Fragments, beheaded formations   The cosmic rivers curse   Denial of all recreation      Wind, Water, Earth, Fire - Invincible!      Autumn-twice, Winter-thrice   River and Rock   A new kingdom rise   I close my eyes