All that's Gold is new
Fair to Say I enjoy the Warm Embrace
Of the Morning Sun as it rises on the dew;
It is in that time that time becomes mine
And Golden Light Makes all things New

The breath of the Wild goes from Cold to mild
And flutters lightly upon my skin,
And in the light that shines so bright,
All that's Green Turns to Gold
And all that's Gold is New.