Pater Surgens

Comes from above
Into the pebbly hole
Refulgent arrow
Its shining strings are braided with the antler.

A creative force appears to me
Increasing energy
The spiral of a highest will!

O fulgens divine
Patrium creaturarum
Iant us Sol
Nunquam de bene tua relinquat
Inter nostrum
Dica de luporumque cantus adventum tuum
Ad sidia lupus.

Nos sum ad miraculum
Tibi, domini tuum
Cordate miraculo
Cordate!

See the Aurora's touch
The brightest line!
Deaden my limbs!
Her steers run side by side
Striking the air
The Newday's ride!

O crying sister, heroic prominence!
How many gazes are there in your rays?
How many ashes will carry your sons?
Waiting for the undefeated Sun!
Yeah! Yeah!

From the ancient Sabinian soil we wake!
Through your light the chosen race prevails!
Ah! Ah!

Cutting the air his breath
Striking the weakness of your flesh!
Eighteen arrows come from him.

Cutting the air with flames
Guarding the ancient Venus dance and Ceres rest…
Leading intention, guiding light
A hidden force blinds my sight.

To the Earth, the pre-existing wise
Brings the seed of an empyrean light!