Amidst the Clouds the Heaven Calls

The bright sun’s paradise calls,

And up there the clouds float, 

Where the Balloons fly. 

And angels trot.

Amidst the cloud, heaven calls,

Where spring prevails and no snow falls,

And up there the eagles glide,

Magnificent and elegant, oh they stride,

And up there the harps resound,

Making harmony in their song.

Amidst the clouds, heaven calls,

The paradise where the moonlight falls,

White and bright as the light,

Soft and soothing as the night.

And up there on the moon queen’s throne 

The full moon sits always shone.

Amidst the clouds, heaven calls,

Raining pearls, raining gold,

And up there the treasure resides,

Hiding from the earth, hiding the light,

And up there the maid with flaxen hair rest,

Stringing the pearls, Celebrating the fest.

Amidst the clouds, heaven calls,

Oh, so longing it makes me call

For the treasure resides and snow never falls,

The eagle glides and harps call,

And the maidens prepare a fest and the moonlight falls ,

Amidst the clouds, heaven calls.