T is time to begin

It is just time to remember

The olden times

Who will be narrated now

Since that time sea gets dry and has turned into a desert

The mountain peaks reaching the sky now has vanished and turned into a bog

From a mountain rises up dust from a mountain rises up smoke

There patter horses hoofs call to a great war

The leader of the tribe leads his troops

Innumerable years have passed

Dressed in chain armour he runs

When he sees an enemy fast like whirlwind

The man ferocious like the tiger has passed through the centuries