Hear on the wind how the pendulum swings Feel how the winter succumbs to the spring Over the palisade morning will break Rise up to meet it, oh sleeper awake
Gather the soldiers, the heir to enfold Crown him and give him a scepter to hold Sound every horn as the columns extend Up to the hill where the king will ascend
Look to the sky where the sign will be shown Heaven and earth and the king on his throne Look to the sky where the sign will be shown
