I adore thee, O Eternal Buddha.
I adore thee, O Eternal Buddha.
I adore thee, O Eternal Buddha.
THE MOTHER
If true thy name, Bird of the City Royal,
Add too thy voice, for this the city’s child.
CHILD[71] AND CHORUS
I adore thee, O Eternal Buddha.
I adore thee, O Eternal Buddha.
I adore thee, O Eternal Buddha.
THE MOTHER [Words]
Oh, that was my child’s voice praying, he that said the prayer just now.
His voice was it, I am certain, and within this mound it seemed.
FERRYMAN [Words]
As you say, we also heard it. And we now will cease our praying,
Thou his mother art, and solely, honourably deign to pray.