I am the wind on the sea I am the stormy wave I am the sound of the ocean I am the bull with seven horns I am the hawk on the cliff face I am the sun's tear I am the beautiful flower I am the boar on the rampage I am the salmon in the pool I am the lake on the plain I am the defiant word I am the spear charging into battle I am the god who put fire in your head Who made the trails through stone mountains Who knows the age of the moon Who knows where the setting sun rests Who took the cattle from the house of the warcrow Who pleases the warcrow's cattle What bull, what god created the mountain skyline The cutting word, the cold word