Already the hour of secret's disclosure is nigh
The grandiose idea of Creator
Will become clear at the end,
When the scales fall from the veil eyes...
And the sun lighting up by its rays
The soul's secret arabesque
Dispel the evil clouds
Of centuries-long storm...
The land, washed by tears,
Under the sun to elect their way,
By proclaiming love and peace
People understand the truth's essence...
And the children of inner planet
Ascend from the depths of Holy Land
Like the Phoenix flit out of light,
Leaving his ashes aside...
The great celebration of all nations
Merge into the people's oneness
And the Love's Consul is paradox,
Like the genius to their own thoughts!..