When the Sun competes for sunshine,
When even the air has lost its breath,
When a thousand birds stop their songs
to hear what's coming next,
When the darkness is afraid to stand
because light has shined intense.
When all nature is jealous of beauty
that has surpassed its greatest lengths,
When joy and peace and love
are spoken of in present tense.
I know what's next,
I know the rest,
It is you and nothing less.