Good morning Mother           your face bathed in red As over the horizon           your lover lifts his kingly head. Good morning Father           a generous King are thee, To spread your magic light           upon every rock and tree. No thank you, Mother,           I care not to dine I have partaken           of your fruited vine. I must depart early           and journey long, An evil and perilous plague           threatens Natures song I must inform my brothers and sisters           of the task to be done By all the children           of Mother Earth and Father Sun. We must cleanse your majestic streams,           that your magic waters might flow From mountains high           to valleys below. We must restore your precious body           and clear the poisons deposited there; We must cleanse the toxins and pollutants           from the air. This is only a fragment           of the urgent task to be done By all the children           of Mother Earth and Father Sun. Good evening Mother,           your face bathed in red By your lover as he           lays down his kingly head. Good night Father           may you peacefully sleep While we below           our vigilance keep. Our mission merely started           our assignment just begun, a terrible burden lies upon us           there is much to be done. Now more than ever           is the time for us to act as one All the children           of Mother Earth and Father Sun!