It was said that, when the earth wakened,
Some lucid white, adorned by shyness,
A lingering remnant of the night before,
Was left in her bed.
Over there, there is a sky that looks on.
Offering its lazy clouds,
Like a virgin, proud of her wedding gown,
Proudly walks on,
So that nature can hear the trembling
Of the body,
While lustering the clay.
And enchanting its flanks with fragrance
All of this was just a dream,
It was said.