Hidden in the bush, Camouflaged in the snows; He defends his goddess, From her vicious foes.
Abandoned by sleep, Abandoned by homes; These valiants care nothing, And stay in chilling white domes.
Optimistic is he, And plucky is his sight; Can gaze upon the beast, And gives it a vicious fight.
When summoned up by death, Knocks itβs door in no time; But when summoned by cupid, Dismisses itβs summon: for he considers it as a crime.
Let no-one sing song of your bravery,and song in your pride, Let no-one lament upon your sigh; But for always you will remain in our hearts, As a valiant: Who for his mother did Merrily Die.