I´ve been fire, fed by the four winds
I´ve been water in the stream
And a drop of dew on the culm
I´ve been clay in the hands of a potter
I´ve been rosin of a tree
And a leaf, by the breeze carried away

I´ve been a child of seven spirits
I´ve been an eagle in the skies
And the swashing fish in the lough fulgent
I´ve been a tear in the wind
And a word within paean

I´ve been a flower on the green pasture
I´ve been the song of a bird
And the vast roar of a bear
I am a lump of this vivid soil
I´m the brother of the trees
a chthonian lot of this earth

Breathe this dream, and let your soul inhale it!
Bare and naked, let us dance on the meadows

Revel within this nature which we´re all a part of. Free this wolf forever!
Free this child! Indui uelui cantla canamos.