And so it is founded ngaa
The God of the pagans
Who breathes and roars like a thousand thunders
In the eyes of anu, inanna and marduk
I found the gate of ngaa
Leaving to the outside
What are the earliest
Keeps the eternal clock of our world

I looked for the queen from the outside, mircalla
Whose name is in magan's text
I came to possess knowledge
And I discovered a gray stone
Carved with three strange symbols
This one I saw as tall as a man
On the nineteenth shabbat
I was awakened by the howl of the jackals

Ia Ia Zi azag
Ia Ia Zi azag
Ia Ia Kutuku zi kur

The fire had died
The gray stone rose
Slowly in the air
I closed my hand

The dik of azug-be-ya
It seemed to melt my hand
I heard a voice
Behind weeds

Another voice joined the first
Ad soon, several men in black
They wrapped the floating stone
The sculptures burned in the monument

The figures murmured
Prayers, from which they could be heard
In some unknow language
Unknow to me

The figures, whose faces I don't see
Reflected like knives in the air
About floating stones
He climbed the tail of a snake

He came up from the earth followed by another
And the ground shuddered

And so it founded ngaa
The God of pagans
Who breathers and roars like a thousand thunders
In the eyes of anu, inanna and marduk

I found the gate of ngaa
Leading to the outside
What are the earliest
Keeps the eternal clock of our world