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O-Ah-Bitz, Child of the Sun

The daughter of the Sun
Walked in the meadows of the sky,
But Sqw?qweqw,
White bird of magic, strong thought of Xá:ls,
Turned himself into Sts’á:xt, the twig,
And hid in a cloud,
Where he lay and watched her,
The daughter of the Sun,
Walking, walking,
Across Sóyéxel, the sky.
The daughter of the Sun
Was thirsty
And drank from the cloud.