SONG TO THE THUNDER GODS[A]

Ye four, come hither and stand, near shall ye stand,[B] In four groups shall ye stand, Here shall ye stand, in this place stand. [The thunder rolls] Turned by the wind goes the one I send yonder; Yonder he goes who is whirled by the winds; Goes, where the four hills of life and the four winds are standing; There in the midst of the winds do I send him, Into the midst of the winds standing there. [The thunder rolls]