The morning, she is calling, to everyone who is sleeping
"Come listen, to my secrets, which I am so carefully keeping:
The One who sets the rhythm by which the earth is keeping pace
Is the One who gives all being and is the Life of the human race"
The morning, she is singing, through the voices of the earth
Each day is a new beginning, each moment is a new birth
Try to grasp the wonder, which each second will carefully bring
Join with all creation and let your waking spirits sing.
The morning, she is passing and soon it will be day
Don't let the early mysteries pass you along the way
Take part in all the dancing and the music that's outside
The universe is inviting: don't be frightened: do not hide.