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1. New day begins with living fire,

It is the golden Sun, that is shining.

The light of fire of the morning sky,

For earth is sending first rays down.

2. Does nurse the fire my Sun all day,

And is keeping warm very well.

In the Sun is hot, and the golden heart

Is not concealing one inside.

3. Its the heart – the living fire best

Which kind we never have met.

We know many kinds of fire here,

But everyone can’t be so alive.

4. Which is born fast, die out soon.

But the other is shimmering. Gloom!

That one can’t hold its ground

So never will be rising sound.

5. The better way for all on the earth,

Is the sound mind and sound gaze.

We all must know, only light

Can show us something inside.

6. What do say people about fire? —

They much sneered at the light shining.

The sky sends fire for good help,

But what did the people with the gift best?

7. They make a bonfire of books,

Then burn down the author of those.

They make a bonfire of houses,

Where little children sleep with closed eyes…

8. They burn to ashes many towns,

Who knows how many thousands?

Why have been burning all:

The towns, countries, forests… Fall!

9. How do live on the earth a fallen people?

Why can’t have the simple friendship feeling?

Why with each other they feud always

We must sink the feuds into the wells.

10. This problem can be solved only by the Sun.

We are the sunny children its own.

The living fire sets an example,

How must we love with open soul.