Dawning Bucephalus

Aqui viene, here he comes
Bucephalus
At the altar, we have waited
There dawns bucephalus
To lay thy wrath
& swarms of good

Prometo ante ti, ante mi
To uplift us out of this

Las ramas verdes me alimentan
Manchan mi sanscrito
Fortify my being
Theobroma species

I call forward the act of doing
For those who ride bucephalus
Have longed and earned to do so

Al estar en majestuosidad
No puedo encapsular
Lo brindado a mi
My people from all one
Ride with mе and create
Who knows wherе this will take us?
For sure something good
Go outside, breathe