Song of the soul

That eternal fountain is hidden,

I know well where it lies,

even though it is night.

I do not know its origin, since it has none,

But i know that every origin comes from it,

Even though it is night.

I know there cannot be anything as beautiful

And heaven and earth drink from it,

Even though it is night.

I know its streams to be so full

that they water Hell, Heaven and people

Even though it is night.

The stream that pours forth from this fountain

I know who capable it is, and how strong,

Even though it is night

This fountain is hidden

In this living bread to give us life

In this dark night.

For I know by faith it's the cold fountain.

This living fountain that that I desire

I see it in this bread of life

Even though it is night.