Hey!

Say hey for flowers and birdsong!
Hey for the moments of starlight and moonlight
That dazzle and amaze!
Hey for the incomplete completeness
Of a snowfall
Making old -
Making new!

Say hey for the sound of the drums beating
Over hilly fields covered in spring!
Hey for the rhythm of the dancing steady beat
And hey for the steps of the dance
And the music of the birdsong intertwined!

Say hey for the crazy rhythmic
Gyrations of the dance of the earth!
Hey for spring and summer!
Hey for winter snowfall
And hey for the tumbling leaves of autumn!

Say hey for the field of spring covered -
Covered in drumsong and the victims of the dance
Lying, too tired to continue whirling,
Lying, wet and cold in sweet red juices,
Lying, the song of drumbeats and of gunshots forgotten
In the passage of spring.

Say hey for the destruction of the earth!
Say hey for the cessation of the dance!
Say hey for the remorse of a snowfall!

Say hey for the journey of man!