Course of Day by Simpson Banda

Below it drives neareth

That path which never is invisible,
But only to thine eyes

So what shall be we?
Who stand beyond to seek the clouds,
And the path to thine clouds neareth,
Shall we seize the day?



As is that,
Thy day is with thee,
Thy eyes shine with brilliance
But thy earth refute thy gift,
So what shall be we?
Whence we of great faith,
Yet they stood upon thy gift,
Can't it be free?

But below it driveth neareth that path,
Which nevertheles is invisible by them
Who don't stand beyond to see the clouds,
Sufferings are for those who are visible.