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.