Sun purifies the unfair world below
Needs new strengths to eternally glow
The rite gives fire new forces to burn
And this gives birth to the Sun, in turn
Renewed by an antique rite
The life in black and white
Is coloured by the solar light
Sun has an inner motion
It seems to overrun
The igneous oceans
Fire's devotion
To the brightest one
Birth of the Sun!
Sun has an inner motion
It seems to overrun
The igneous oceans
Fire's devotion
To the brightest one
Birth of the Sun!
Saint John bonfires in the summer solstice
Turn into real a revival auspice
Renewed by an antique rite
The life in black and white
Is coloured by the solar light
Sun has an inner motion
It seems to overrun
The igneous oceans
Fire's devotion
To the brightest one
Birth of the Sun!
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