New dawn, frozen mist in glittering light,
before the birds wake,before the lights burns,
where to do the fading night go?

Look up at the fading stars, see life in the coming light,
so long, long gone, the pain in the mind;
all the springs of life come to life.

Wake up and stand on,
from the top of the tallest mountains.
A sign onward onto the bliss hereon,
all the past just broken street signs on the road long gone.