The last song

Let it be beautiful when I sing the last song,

Let it be day!

I would stand upon my two feet, singing!

I would look upward with open eyes, singing!

I would have the winds to envelope my body;

I would have the sun to shine upon my body;

The whole world would I have to make music with me!

Let it be beautiful when thou wouldst slay me, O Shining One!

Let it be day when I sing the last song!