Today, dear sister,
You leave us on your last journey,
With the Panther and the Wolf
To run before you, clearing the way.
O, depart not, dearest friend!
It is too soon, too soon,
We hardly had time to know you
Bright light, gentle spirit, calm breeze.
Take our love, our longing, our grief,
Come back to us, o, beloved sister!
Hasten not this last journey.
Will not the Panther and the Wolf block the way?
Covered with our flowers, our tears, our words,
Your hearse departs, carrying away
The mortal vessel that held your undying spirit,
The lingering trace of your time on this earth.
Leaving us, finally, with memories,
Sweet and bitter, tender and fierce.
The mountains may crumble and the seas run dry,
Yet we shall hold you in our hearts, dear sister.
May the Panther and the Wolf run swift and sure
The wind at your back, the stars light the way.
Until we meet again, dearest sister,
May the Jungle shield us all in your dreams.
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