This is joy,
The kind that blooms in the earth and bears fruit,
The kind that fills the sky with great shinings,
The kind that provokes music,
The symphony of creation,
All creatures
Carrying melodies,
Running in every direction,
The world is singing,
Earth and sky,
Man and beasts,
All in perfect harmony,
Joy in every beating heart,
The beat goes on,
The rhythm is endless ecstasy.
