The calling wind on my face Waving from the summoning of giants That heals my soul The virile fragrance of alpine tor The blowing breath of this fold That dreams me Pervading every single nook of existence ♪ Veidon anatlâ (Qe tebô) Trireinos koilon monis (Lama deivos) Pantos volevos (Skver-ollos) Kaion moricus Ni têrsos tenkos (Qe tebô) Sves nâus-anatia (Lama) In litaviâ votno-ûrâ (Deivos) Mê anatlô (Mê anatlô) ♪ The burden of this life The barque sails through the endless waters Deep and dark Gestated pristinely and free Escorting to the biding warmth Of the womb Pervading every single nook of existence ♪ Veidon anatlâ (Qe tebô) Trireinos koilon monis (Lama deivos) Pantos volevos (Skver-ollos) Kaion moricus Ni têrsos tenkos (Qe tebô) Sves nâus-anatia (Lama) In litaviâ votno-ûrâ (Deivos) Mê anatlô (Mê anatlô) ♪ I am a bard Do not vouchsafe my secrets to slaves A guide, a judge If you sow you will labour ♪ Veidon anatlâ (Qe tebô) Trireinos koilon monis (Lama deivos) Pantos volevos (Skver-ollos) Kaion moricus Ni têrsos tenkos (Qe tebô) Sves nâus-anatia (Lama) In litaviâ votno-ûrâ (Deivos) Mê anatlô (Mê anatlô) Veidon anatlâ Trireinos koilon monis Pantos volevos Kaion moricus Ni têrsos tenkos Sves nâus-anatia In litaviâ votno-ûrâ Mê anatlô