Dêwû Endowellicû
Dergi in noxti tû longîi
Mon in textiî do towitsû,
Gutû balcû altû in aliû
Anuan garies mou:
Critû-mî are frutû,
Turcos mon agetos.
Enobolice ro-dubu,
Sention rûmeie dêwe
Agontjo do Letawiî
Medionê in aboniâs ne me adgabie
Dusiniâs ande condarin.
Endowellice ro-noibe,
Anatiomâre lîagi,
Me gaios tou grimotsos aneget.
Tenes emi leucîtos glanosc,
Ne me tunnâs traxsiont.
Andewellice ro-boudîce,
Prennon tû loscîtus,
Olli sentous werpennon,
Olli nowiodiwos wâsris,
Windetnos moj.
God Endovelicus
In the dark night waits
To guide me on the trip,
With a strong voice on the other side
Calls my name:
I tremble before the flood,
The boar is my guide.
Very Dark Enobolicus,
Terrible God of the paths
That leads to the Other World
Do not leave me in the river
Under the fury of the storm.
Very sacred Endovelicus,
Great spirit healer
Your powerful spear protects me.
I am a fire pure and bright,
The waves did not win.
Very victorious Endovelicus,
You are the tree that burns,
The end of every path,
The dawn of each new day,
A white bird to me.
By Bellovesos /|\
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