“A shout of ecstasy shakes the land of sadness, And the soul of light wants to erase the history of night. Every moment, a teacher, a guide, a sage in the voyage of life. If the soul has no light, even in sunlight, it loses the spirit of life. but with a soul of light, even at night, you see a thousand stars, exploding in the festival of light. There it begins, the play of galaxies in the midnight, For the soul has woken to the song of ecstasy, As the veins in deep, carry the rivers of light. Be the sun and the stars, so you will reach the shores of light in the wintry winds, in the dense nights, When sadness cloaks all around.”