13The heaven brightens as the earth awakes
Time has come, has come indeed
For toil, for labour, for work
For play, for leisure, for pleasure
For all, as please is pleased
Quietly creeping across heaven's dome
Its eyes slowly opens, and slowly dims
As a candle alit, blown off by breeze
The eye of heaven disappears
Bodies aching, from a day's long toil
Minds relaxed, from a day's leisure
Many fall, fall into slumber
Reality asunder
A frail mist encloses the soul
Carries, far off, into worlds beyond
Morning glories shut
As doors of a hut
Its inhabitants diminish all source of light
Preparing for rest
Preparing, preparing, preparing for tomorrow
For all who sleeps must then awake
Not so shall it be with me
No, no, not so at all
I shall fall, fall, fall away
As leaves of autumn trees
Fallen and trodden upon the ground
Forgotten, forgotten, never again remembered
No, no one, none shall remember me
As day comes after night
And all alive awake from slumber
Will I fall, fall, fall away
Never to awake
Never to see day
Into eternal darkness
Into eternal slumber
I must rest
I must sleep.