Beschrijving
Melodious mild sunk the crimson sunOver an earth so fated with harmAbove islands primitive as woesThat sally in the union of thoseWho hail the curfewed tear of TailaBy which tear the legend of TailaAnd the ancient sun got entangledA ditty they upheld but mingledDitty as harmonious as gustoTelling of a Zowdor NemosoTussling against the Sissi NannaTrampling upon the Zomo NannaEven though he conspired with the nightThe morning our islands went ablightHistory shall spare her sworn fianceAs we mourn the son of Kalante
