(440) Se je esechilo
It is He Who had arrived
At the first dawn of life, oh,
At the first dawn of life.
On a chariot of golden light
He flies across the sky, lo,
He flies across the sky.
Throughout the universe was a hush;
None was there to speak a word,
None with whom to share heart's sorrow,
Naught but dust in this world, no,
Naught but dust in this world.
Ardent for existence, at dawn's crimson color,
With heart's pollen
He bestows fragrance, yes,
He bestows fragrance.
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He makes life fragrant.
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