Let me tell you something,

Let me tell you something,
As I am told by the golden sunbeams
Of the morning with a fancyful screen,
I am a plant of thine dream,

Let me tell you something,
I am the part of your unimaginable dream,
And I die oft by your sadness true,
But I rise like a morn of Your dazzling dews,
I reside in thy happiness unbound,
I live where thou keep me bound,
I go to the limit of life that thou sketch,
From the sky I clouds of Heaven for you fetch,

Let me tell you something,
I am a part of your undying dream,
I am the scriptures that thou recite,
I am your scattering light,
For thou hath blessed me with thy delight.