Glory of the Sun

When the moon disappears

Into the deep seas,

Rises the powerful

Shining sun,

Humans wake from their sleep,

In the sky are some birds,

Who in search of food go,

The buds are opened,

For flowers to emerge,

The night is driven far,

A day has come of hopes,

Nature does this daily,

To welcome the glorious sun,

But evening time when comes,

The rule of sun tumbles over,

And like a bonded slave,

He silently immerses

Itself in the waters.