(Sankocher bihwalata)
Don't you stop my wavering heart.
Don't imagine the unhappy fact.
Master the path free the fear, and win your heart.
Care for small people strike the ugly.
you don't need more to be complete.
Master the stakes, don't you doubt you have what it takes.
When the bell goes, give all you have.
sweet and silent follow the path.
Master the fear, show your strength when courage is dear.