In the Train

As we rush, as we rush in the train

The trees and the houses go wheeling back,

But the starry heavens above the plain

Come flying on our track

All the beautiful stars of the sky,

The silver doves of the forest of Night

Over the dull earth swarm and fly

Companions of our flight.

We will rush ever on without fear;

Let the goal be far, the flight be fleet

For we carry the Heavens with us dear,

While the earth slips from our feet!