She lies above the earth's sphere  Nothing against her powers  Mother of universe  Standing through the ages carrying the spots of time  The absolute owner of balance, beauty and war  Her teutonic sons built her states  Beyond the approaches of light and darkness    Serpent inside her dreams appeared with blood-dripping skin  Her legs are carrying the honors of her past  Her hands hole the four pagan rivers    Portraits of the majesty of war  Surrounded by the stonewalls of fertility  Lion crowed standing upon her towers  Her image surpasses the goddess's beauty  None can avoid her presence  None can win her crown    Feel the ecstasy of her astonished eyes  Feed her last with the juice of eternal beauty  Goddess of eternity, her passion to create  There, alone in the center of universe  Formed of the progression of sphere  Have written the secrets of reproduction    She awakes the winds under her dominions  Furious circles round her knowledge