Vasio, who stands in the silence and the shade,
lord of a land bound by stream and stone, a land that lies
in the shadow of the beast, sheltered by your strength,
sunk deep in the river-furrow, Vasio whose might
sustained your domain, preserved the ways of those
who held you dear, I honor you and all your works.
Benevolent Vasio, whose goodness and great gifts
were once well known, who heard the prayers of the devout
and answered with wisdom and grace, receiver
of sweet wine and all offerings of thanks, to you
did the faithful turn with love and trust, to you,
O god, do I call to with reverence and praise.