Our great Sun

Good morning,
our great Sun,
who are searching us
through greenery
pouring with the pure gold.

We are all born from you
we are dancing and giggling
under yours rays,
making foolish things
and wise also
and sinfull.
When our days run out,
our flesh will vanished
and soul rise up to heaven
returning back to you
our great Sun.

Good morning,
our great Sun!


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