In the song its written, about the painter of the sky,

oh how we all were smitten, of the sights we saw on high…

He did it just so, with the rising and setting sun,

so that we’ll all know, what he has begun…

It tells us a story, of his great love,

of his power and glory, shinning down from above…

Such beauty is beyond compare, blazing colors everywhere,

in awe all creation stares, at his works with loving care…

Oh you painter of the sky, grant me one solemn wish,

that another sunset I will not miss, before they lay me down to die…