Waltz of the New Moon

I hear that the emperor of China

Used to wear iron shoes with ease

We are the tablecloth and also the table

Also the fable of the dancing leaves

The new moon is rising

The axe of  the thunder is broken

As never was, not since the flood

Nor yet since the world began

The new moon is shining

The angels are washing their windows

Above the years whose jumble sale

Goes spinning on below

Ask the snail beneath the stone

Ask the stone beneath the wall

Are there any stars at all?

Like an eagle in the sky

Tell me if air is strong

In the floating pan-pipe victories

Of the golden harvest

Safe in the care of the dear moon

The new moon is rising

The eyelid of God is approaching

The humane train, the skating, raining

Traveling voice of certainty

The new moon is shining

The harmonious hand is now holding

Lord Krishna's ring, the eagle's wing

The voice of mother, everything

Ask the snail beneath the stone

Ask the stone beneath the wall

Are there any stars at all?

Like an eagle in the sky

Tell me if air is strong

In the floating palaces

Of the spinning castle

May the fire king's daughter bring water to you