Home of nigricollis, the U glacial valley
Amidst a twilight, I shall knock your ingo
Ask me not any; with or without, but I
If only I, inflate not the burning cut
But welcome the chills of Pelela lamo
For the cause, it truly accompanied
By dayspring, open the golden gate of shrine
To voice-the long waited prayers
And brow, to hit the divine floor
Wish it or not, nothing stays long
It will demand, the clock of depart
And I must obey- soon and for all times
But timeless, the echo of your warmth will remain