She is cold and moist She brought others into existence She is like air She runs away from fire She faces fire just for a while And then she demonstrates who she is
She is the Mother of things She is a pregnant virgin She is the One of Three Water and air in form
Then mingles with the body She can revive and beautify as well as Transform and kill
Ceaseless fluid, the water of life and virgin milk Purifying and releasing You will never die if you taste her As far as she lives you can dream As far as she is dead you will go away with her
She is the snake who copulates with himself She gives birth when his day is coming She narrowly escapes fire And her venom will kill everything She is the mother of miraculous things Cloud and sky Fugitive slave