Classic Poem

Kings who protect the earth praise him and obey him.
He desires his pleasures and will not bear to share dominion.
He is driven by the thought that he rules too little land.
His will is unrelenting! He is endlessly generous!
Circle of the sun eternally in movement! How you fail to resemble
Ceralatan with his army that strikes always in open battle!
You only appear in the day! You turn your back to the moon
and leave! You advance from various directions! You vanish
behind your mountain and hide there till dawn
when glowing you spread your many rays through the enormous sky!