Aidû
Id-aidu diweido!
Loxsko - briwo anu sqrabo!
Geleo - Aidu deneibo!
I've been fire, fed by the four winds
I've been water in the stream
And a drop of dew on the culm
I've been clay in the hands of a potter
I've been rosin of a tree
And a leaf, by the breeze carried away
