[Translation] Euthora's Song

[Keileon]

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.

[Keileon]

Ita rairi arakári, sedká ait kor
I zieli tsiçá, netaiu vér
Tar reíu etati-ait rai arsedaiçu
Ita kiri, memiri kor miçaça

Kousei, ait volu ait zieli jiertiu
I aravol [act the world to shape]
[Spreading] zulur-ta [growing flowers]
Ait rakhu [among] zsulisu kelçu

[...]

Di va makait roatatiu, Euthora-Roul.

[Keileon]

Proper Translation

Around a star in blackest space
Spins a stone, a barren place
Twin moons light the twilight sky
The daylight sun is blazing high

Of two guardians, each work apart
To form the world, their sacred art
Oceans spread and flowers spring
Beasts roam among everything

Birds sing tunes to greet the morn
The sun rises, new life is born
But howling wolves warn of the moon
A primal fear their songs impugn

Dissonance soon takes its hold
A clash between the warmth and cold
An angry god, defending light
Wars with the one who holds the night

Bursts of light flare in the sky
Cowering, no bird dares fly
Divine wrath tears up the ground
A rumble of thunder, the only sound

Soon they stop, soon they pull back
The stone could crumble at one more crack
Horror quells their heated anger
At putting their world in danger

A compromise forms a solution
As each hopes for absolution
From each god, two spirits are born
Called forth to settle the feud forlorn

But a chance these spirits see
As they know how their world could be
If they work together of free will
No feud to settle if none wish ill

"Rebuild the world to make it new
If you help me, I will help you
Our creators' feud is not our own
The world needs our unity known"

And so their work, the spirits do
Creating life to start anew
Each taking pride in their creation
To make it worth a god's cessation

The fire spirit's blazing bird
Could never die, it was assured
A flying wolf, from she of wind
Great wisdom to now ascend

To walk the earth, a beast called "man"
Raise sprawling cities across the land
And water's child, a shifting beast
A fluid change to hunt its feast

It cannot work, they realize
If each makes one, then teamwork dies
They see they cannot work alone
And ignore their goal, their unity thrown

As each gives strength, a creature forms
With blade-edged teeth and ivory horns
Coated with the strongest scale
From deadly claws to powerful tail

Wind spirit gives her gift of flight
Earth gives his strength and vicelike bite
Water adapts- a supple frame
And fire's pride: his gift of flame

The creature forms, though not yet done
A spirit's efforts had worked as one
A divine gift from warring gods
Sense and valor to surpass all odds

Loosed on the planet, this newborn beast
Onto the land, a jewel released
Unified creation with no visible flaw
To hold the world in its claw

Falling back, energy to conserve
The warring gods wait and observe
All know the path that they have set
With years to pass before they fret

Their perfect beast must overcome
Challenges to they named "dragon"
The gods wait for the path to go wrong
And so they sing Euthora's song.