The black turkey-gobbler, the tips of his beautiful tail; above us the dawn whitens.
The black turkey-gobbler, the tips of his beautiful tail; above us the dawn becomes yellow.
The sunbeams stream forward, dawn boys, with shimmering shoes of yellow;
On top of the sunbeams that stream toward us they are dancing.
At the East the rainbow moves forward, dawn maidens, with shimmering shoes and shirts of yellow dance over us.
Beautifully over us it is dawning.
Above us among the mountains the herbs are becoming green;
Above us on the tops of the mountains the herbs are becoming yellow.
Above us among the mountains, with shoes of yellow I go around the fruits and herbs that shimmer.
Above us among the mountains, the shimmering fruits with shoes and shirts of yellow are bent toward him.