"Little by little, the night turns around.
Counting the leaves, which temble at dawn.
Lotuses lean, on each other in yearning.
Under the eaves, the swallow is resting.
Set the controls, for the heart of the sun.

Over the mountain, watching the watcher.
Breaking the darkness.
Waking the grapevine.
One inch of love, is one inch of shadow.
Love is the shadow, that ripens the wine.
Set the controls, for the heart of the sun.
The heart of the sun.
The heart of the sun.

Witness the man, who raves at the wall.
Making the shape, of his questions to Heaven.
Whether the sun, will fall in the evening.
Will he remember, the lesson of giving?
Set the controls, for the heart of the sun.
The heart of the sun.
The heart of the sun."