I call to Laha, lady of the sweet waters,
the well and the spring, the basin and the fountainhead;
you are the flow of blood, the flow of the spirit,
you are the journey begun, the current that draws
us onward, relentlessly and irresistibly.
Yours are the ancient peaks, the rivers fierce and wild,
the rapids and the waterfall, the unkind lands
that sustain our lives and nourish our existence.
Good and gracious Laha, whose tales are long gone,
whose people endure and are cherished, O goddess,
I call to you with reverence and awe,
I wonder at your glory, I honor your name.