Hear the sound
Weeping tunes
Here the black snake I ride
Over steps laden with sorrow
I am on my way
To my mother's embrace
To my rest
For the earth is my mother
And my grave

Tunes they sound
Some are weeping
And twofold is burn of wounds
Which no other sees

Hear the sound
Weeping tunes

When I eventually lie in the ground
Still I will live in the words
Of the verses that I chant
And the tunes which carry

I yet live