O oriens, splendor lucis aeterne et sol iustitie.
Veni et illumina sedentes in tenebris et umbra mortis.
O rising sun , you are the splendour of eternal light and the son of justice and always will be.
Come and enlighten those who sit in darkness and in the shadow of death, that was and is.

I lay awake during the longest night.
I dreamt I had an appointment with my old chief.
There she was clear and bright.
But my mind went dumb, my words taken by a thief.

And then I recalled the prayer, O God come to my assistance.
O Lord make haste to help me.
I realised there was another more hopeful country, I let go all resistance.
Now I could see.

The prayer worked.
The dream was a chimera well corked.