Tusmørke - Ode Of Dawn lyrics

Elle est retrouvé Quoi? L'eternitée C'est la Mer allée Avec le soleil I sing my praise to the morning wind Its soft caress unties my soul So gently talking with image words Whispering my fortune in other worlds Delicately moving me to a moment of soothing coolness The tongue of the sky Travel with joy on this golden breeze And hunt with him the shade of night The golden gong clamors with molten Flame Dispersing all shades to whence they came Morrow day mourner Stands in his tower Greeting the ploughman Radiant sower Being a chaser I chase the morning Morningstar gazer Chase on till dawn The breath of the sun Welcome you are Glorious star The battle is won The day has begun