Tarvos Triganaros, O bull of the three cranes,
god of the grove and the willow tree, mighty one
who holds within the patterns of life and death,
O god of the three realms, god of tales long gone,
yours are companions great and strong: Esus of the axe;
Cernunnos of the untamed beasts; Smertrios,
bane of serpents. Yours is the ancient city,
the city of light, the haven of the artisan,
yours the bold-hearted rebel, the women of the fen;
far-famed you once were, O god, your image carved in stone,
your name well-known, your kindness and your constancy
a certainty of faith. I praise and honor you.