1. The hearth of God was compassion and protection for us
The breaths of winter that do not torment

2. Our home while we are in the shade of flames like heaven
Rather a heaven whose breaths are not obscured

3. And war in its dispute, the result of its rule
Is snow that stays so there is no doctrine in it

4. So the clouds are banners and the flashing of its lightning
Is the whiteness of antelope and the earth is an autumn-colored fingertip

5. And the dew is its rainfall and the blossom of our candles
Deafness of mint and ash is noble gilded