Hear the puis ancestral call
My benevolent Lady
Could the loneliness in your breath
Soothe me?
I will sing to you, my love,
The song of
my heart.
I will sing to you, my love, The
song of my heart.
I will sing to you,
my love,
The song of my heart.
Morning is,
my love,
bright as the sun,
Salon moon was shining brightly on my city,
I say, I'm gone.
Knot of my heart is coming off,
I am a woman.