
By the river’s edge, in evening twilight,
Kanathar calls on Titarr’s might,
Amazed and grateful, the weary rise,
Restored to health by the God of Skies.

By the river’s edge, in evening twilight,
Kanathar calls on Titarr’s might,
Amazed and grateful, the weary rise,
Restored to health by the God of Skies.