"By the dew drop of Celestine dawn though saw a dream Like a shining star of the Milky Way, I rest on the stream Thy circular flow is constant rhythm of my fight Your ancient stone is timeless flora of thy sight Fortunate to behold the lord of the world so near You never know when and how you are his dear Divinity all over from sand lowest to peak highest Faith in the tinkling bells never moved slightest As essence of his kingdom’s innermost purity Blessed to worship the brightest in darkest sanctuary."