An awakening pervades
The meadows and wilderness
Let not your slumber
Make it go in vain.
The lightning is beckoning
With thunder and rain.
The heaven is awake
The earth is awake
Oh, wake up for heaven’s sake.
Beneath the earth
And under the feet
Those who lay dead
They shall now sprout
Like the green grass
With new blades.
A verdant earth is awaiting
The advent of a spring-shower.
The bud that the thunder
Failed to burst into new blossom
Out of joy, it will now bloom.
