[Translation] Euthora's Song - Keileon - 02-11-2015
In darkest space, under the sun
A stone there is, empty void
Two moons into the dark rise
By day, glowing sun burns
Separate, the gods work the stone
A divine act the world to shape
Spreading oceans and growing flowers
The beasts among grasses wander
Birdsong the morning sun greets
Shining bright on newborn life
Wolves' cries herald the moon
Challenging their animal fear
Dissonance soon takes its hold<br />
A clash between the warmth and cold<br />
An angry god, defending light<br />
Wars with the one who holds the night<br />
Bursts of light flare in the sky<br />
Cowering, no bird dares fly<br />
Divine wrath tears up the ground<br />
A rumble of thunder, the only sound<br />
Soon they stop, soon they pull back<br />
The stone could crumble at one more crack<br />
Horror quells their heated anger<br />
At putting their world in danger<br />
A compromise forms a solution<br />
As each hopes for absolution<br />
From each god, two spirits are born<br />
Called forth to settle the feud forlorn<br />
But a chance these spirits see<br />
As they know how their world could be<br />
If they work together of free will<br />
No feud to settle if none wish ill<br />
"Rebuild the world to make it new<br />
If you help me, I will help you<br />
Our creators' feud is not our own<br />
The world needs our unity known"<br />
And so their work, the spirits do<br />
Creating life to start anew<br />
Each taking pride in their creation<br />
To make it worth a god's cessation
Fire spirit's burning feathers
Eternal, undying, free as flames
A wind-beast, howling in the sky
Ascending with a clever mind
To walk the earth, a beast called "man"<br />
Raise sprawling cities across the land<br />
And water's child, a shifting beast<br />
A fluid change to hunt its feast<br />
It cannot work, they realize<br />
If each makes one, then teamwork dies<br />
They see they cannot work alone<br />
And ignore their goal, their unity thrown<br />
As each gives strength, a creature forms<br />
With blade-edged teeth and ivory horns<br />
Coated with the strongest scale<br />
From deadly claws to powerful tail<br />
Wind spirit gives her gift of flight<br />
Earth gives his strength and vicelike bite<br />
Water adapts- a supple frame<br />
And fire's pride: his gift of flame<br />
The creature forms, though not yet done<br />
A spirit's efforts had worked as one<br />
A divine gift from warring gods<br />
Sense and valor to surpass all odds<br />
Hatchling god, from sky released
Over the world, shining jewel
Divine perfection, one creation
World's fate its claw holds
Falling back, energy to conserve<br />
The warring gods wait and observe<br />
All know the path that they have set<br />
With years to pass before they fret<br />
Divine beast must above rise
Challenges to dragon-named
In peace wait, until world burns
So they name this, Euthora's Song.