Оригинален текст
the great world of blessendness
and a feeling of ease
a cup of the well of freedom
and life we joyfully drink
inside, all was new, but outwards
nothing had changed
an escapade,
then to the altar to
evaluate all parts
of the great mystery
but all remains
on the same spot,
no signs of a new season
in my hand is a new world,
but the world is still
without a body
a hidden life-stream that
swells in the deep
will soon give the world
a second face