Under the White
Under the crystalline spires
Of your blue sky
Wind is sharp
Carries summers fire
Colors flare here and there
In the frosty air
New birth on a rare Earth
Gold, crimson, sapphire blaze
In the coming new dawn
Awake ancient voices
Sing the songs of creation
And sing the songs of our transcendence
Awake my child
Under crystal clear spires
In a pure blue sky
Greet this summers coming fire
Feel the Colors flare
Near, and afar into the frosty air
Upon this great birth
Greet this new rare earth
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