The black sky tickles the blue stars
And the moon smiles below to keep watch
Swift goes the wind round and round the kraals
Hark, hark, hark…the incarnate of Anwu!
All with the shrubs and palms hail and sway
Over the herald’s tale by the moonlight
Heard in silence by the ears of shadows
And mute kennel, stable, roost and shades
As steaming herbs upon live embers jib
With sheeny stars upon shimmering stream!
O happy morn, welcome the sun king
With thousand fairy bluebirds of muse
Play Mozart in his full cribbed charmed garden
With rosa damascena et ipomoea purpurea
Happy, happy, o happy sunshine faces
Watch him sweetly coos, softly pulse
Happier still the breasts, the muscles, hearts
Tear and sweat drops that sow the seed
In seminal rivers of pothos and himeros
That at last yields with the sun over equator!
How balmy the ambiance, how peaceful he lays
Rushes and pines observe the hour
O rest, rest, rest for future life from fetus
Ahead of this misty and mazy terra firma
Though this earth groans, roar and quake
Vent, thunder, storm, earth and sea quakes
Prince Michael’s sword always beside you
Gabriel forth with crown of andromeda
Ah, heavenly Beings behind clouds spy
Their Maker’s cub and chorus la, la, la…!
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