Arrows of flowers piercing whenever a child says

 Arrows of flowers piercing whenever a child says 

Arrows of piercing flowers are tones of nectar 

Arrows of piercing flowers are tones of nectar 

The heart doors that open the calls you make 

Hit me, curse me, name it yours 

Hit me, curse me, name it yours 

Touch the burn, burn the burn, hold this small piece 

Touch the burn, burn the burn, hold this small piece

 

Unbearable burdens if you are far away 

Unbearable burdens are shores they cannot cross 

Unbearable burdens are shores they cannot cross 

Hundreds of years without Nuv Sopati would have been a simmacity 

Hit me, curse me, name it yours 

Hit me, curse me, name it yours 

Touch the burn, burn the burn, hold this small piece 

Touch the burn, burn the burn, hold this small piece 

If you burn, they are sweet wounds 

Your memories of sweet wounds are forgotten 

Your memories of sweet wounds are forgotten 

If you look, the flashes of wrinkles are your jasmine bedding 

Hit me, curse me, name it yours 

Hit me, curse me, name it yours 

Touch the burn, burn the burn, hold this small piece 

Touch the burn, burn the burn, hold this small piece 

Nuv raye poye ante seppaleni samburala 

Unspeakable samburas are unspeakable joys 

Unspeakable samburas are unspeakable joys 

The consecrations that are made for you are always called threes 

Hit me, curse me, name it yours 

Hit me, curse me, name it yours 

Touch the burn, burn the burn, hold this small piece 

Touch the burn, burn the burn, hold this small piece 

Siggu ornaments as if Nuw had gone under his eyes 

Siggu Singaras are the survivors of Potay Pancha 

Siggu Singaras are the survivors of Potay Pancha 

Velpula inti pilaga manasu dochinavoy polaga 

Touch me, burn me, hold me by the hand of this little one 

Touch me, burn me, hold me by the hand of this little one 

Touch the burn, burn the burn, hold this small piece 

Touch the burn, burn the burn, hold this small piece