My ancient great grandmother is the earth,
Who provided us sustenence, shelter space,
who had everything to give for her favorite sons and daughter,
Generation ago, was these obedientchildren and everything was fine,
Besides us, were birds and ainimals which serves as foods and trees andshades by the flowing rivers, and enters into a wider oceans,
with their own gifts to give,
Varied arrays of multiple fishes and seaweeds and edible clamps.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem