Ambiance oppresses   The tiredness of mind   Closing eyes in depthness   Of feel   The sun god wakes me gently   Sent his golden descendants   The play with rays on my face   They heal      I’m praying on my knees   For saving rain   Can my soul be released   From burden of shame?      Winged creatures of the roofs   Guard me from above   Serpents’ heads and fairies   Spirits of the Netherworld   Get ready for the cosmic lift   To the heights unvisited   It’ll be fine   Just fine