Ye four, come hither and stand, near shall ye stand;
In four groups shall ye stand;
Here shall ye stand, in this place stand.
II
Turned by the winds 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.
III