In the North, the first rays of the Light
grew in the womb of the year's shortest day.

As they then sprang forth, we turned to the East and Spring
whose heavy rains and the birth pains of living things
swept the darkness away.

And now we are drawn to the Southern Gate
as Ra attains the summit of his reign
and Summer begins to beat his drum again.
We feel his heat and lust for life, and leap into the fray

That as our Sun begins to set
in the West one fateful day,
with no regret or heart of strife
we may look back upon this life and say

"How splendid was the adventure!"