Katherine Luomala. The voice of the wind (№ 306884)

O my son, for you have fought enough,
Lance put down as a memory of the past,
To your descendants could look at him.
To the grandfather go their own way, to Aurelia,
He let the ancient knowledge will come forth,
So there was no wars ever, because a warrior cannot
To stop.
My son, be wise,
The Keeper of ancient traditions,
And let there be no war.
Implement the spirit world deep, and let
The time of the reign of your
Will be a time of lasting peace.