Image credit: Sachoiba Inka Behold, the princess, Behold the queen of dance! Following the bright sun till eve; She is from Ramting Kabin. Beneath her cheek are necklaces As she joins the dance on the sound of a log drum; Of tarou and Siantwei that unite the song. Let the crowd behold thy show and welcome Like penkarop that sing at noon. During the time of joys She dances over his sweet voice. She is a beauty, a dream of her mother. She took away her grief and pain, With devotion, she rejoices with her mate in new attires. On her head shine is a reithao And cover herself with Pwasin as the leaves on a tree. She is a perfect song. a song for the soul. She wore an unbeatable shield Like the massive storm and rain. Legend sing in praise of you Go on my man, as they try to mark us As a pleasing joy filled the air The man has assigned a dove for us...
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