Its like nothing
SO everything and everyone are included
In the dark and still night

Above, the adorned blue
Comes the manifestation
Men and women like stars

Bending right and left
In a burning game of deep beauty
This is the magic universe

Of unimaginable joys
This is the infinite space
The splendor...


That's the prophet's sphere
Where there are no limits on the borders

But the whistle of the snakes
So go, oh prophet, and discover
The essence of the secret center

You are the existence of pure joy
You are the snake and magic


This is that, this
By the virtue of the serpent
And the pigeon

Now understand
That "all's with you"
Vengeance, swords and lances

Are the eternal jewels
Of the lord, Glory Sun