"Thy land is our sanctuary, fair"

"Even, thy land hast fallen through,"

"Thou shant be corrupted within fears,"

"For thy lives of all shall renew."

 

"For not to be afraid,"

"Arise to the crystal moon,"

"Thyself musn't be swept,"

"Endure the ankles broom."

 

The convulsions had begun to cease,

As Nature stood together in bliss,

Weeping retorted to serene tears,

Inspired from the maiden of the forest.