The doves, together at their pasture met
The sun, that in our rear was flaming red
Who would have led me up along the mountain?
The body within which I cast a shadow
A lake made from my veins upon the ground
The Angel of God, Who sit at the gate
I gaze into his faces
My eyes turn when I say these words
Is thy left shoulder drives his chariot?
Then did a light from heaven admonish us?
The light upon the ground at my right side
Now the rain bathes and move the wind
After a thousand steps of me, I say
On this side, who will give us sermon
The doves, together at their pasture met
The sun, that in our rear was flaming red
Who would have led me up along the mountain?
The body within which I cast a shadow
One soul above another shine in us
Time passes on, and we perceive it not
Now if in front of me no shadow fall
How far we have to go for the sun rises
For the sun rises
How far we have to go
For the sun rises
How far we have to go
The Angel of God, Who sit at the gate
I gaze into his faces
My eyes turn when I say these words
Is thy left shoulder drives his chariot?
Then did a light from heaven admonish us?
One soul above another shine in us
Time passes on, and we perceive it not
Now if in front of me no shadow fall
How far we have to go for the sun rises
For the sun rises
How far we have to go
For the sun rises
How far we have to go