When dusk turns out in the starry night.

On the shores of great tranquility, I set my desires,

During the waves of sand and in a calm voice,

Word of a new Credo.

Sober words, at the gateway to the heavens resound now.

It is from this country people do not know how to get rid of the churches?

The population has acquired a new faith

Creed in the enchanted garden.