There is the golden city under the blue sky,
with the transparent gates and the bright star
and also in that city there is a garden,
with, more often than not, herbs and flowers,
the animals of unprecedented beauty dwell there:
One is the yellow fire-mane lion,
another is the ox full of eyes
with them there is the heavenly golden eagle,
whose unforgettable glance is so bright.
And in the blue sky one star shines.
It's yours, my angel, it's yours forever.
Who loves, that one is loved,
who is lucid, that one is holy.
Let the star leads you along the road
into that wonderful garden.
You will be met there both by the fire-mane lion
and by the blue ox full of eyes,
also with them will be the heavenly golden eagle,
whose unforgettable glance is so bright.
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