That should be the same sun
that we see in the morning
The same, their last note
I saw yesterday pass?!
Oh no, oh no, I don't believe it
There had to be a new heavenly light
rise to the poor world.
How was the world enveloped in night
And wrestled in masses of mist,
Differing from the old image of the sun
Don't let it shine through anymore.
There it flashes in youthful splendor
And all the old frills
Get out of the alleys.
Now rejoice, heart, to the sunshine
full of hope,
Don't ask how the evening will be
Don't ask about storm and rain.
Rejoice today and don't hesitate
And tomorrow will be in the new light
The world moving.
