千屈菜

Matengilay iso ko sowal ningra how?

O masalisinay a wawa

Itiya ho, talahekal sa nai kakarayan cingra

Tomangic i namahofoc a wawa

Pasifana'en ningra kita to tilid

Caay ka siharateng to, nga' mitoor ko tamdamdaw saan

Nanay mafana' kita a misomowal sanay

Nanay talahekal ko pikowan Iso

Then we wove a song

In the tongue of ancient echoes

Omnipresent atrocities

Sank into expanding pond

Faded chronicles

All those wandering little ghosts

We would never know

The universe left her without a choice

We sent out her soul

Rested at the edge of the world

Burdened with suffering unknown

Scrawled on surface of black hole

Inner cosmos imploded

All those little particles

She had already known

We were prisoners of tomorrow