I, a desert god forsaken
Have ended my reign with due bereavement
Truly did I foresee their defection from sustained belief
In me
We, the gods who are
Embrace our experiences with the process of birth
As each culture reviving us
Adapts to its predecessors conduct of worship
Bejeweled in native splendor was my image adorned
Then comes the day when the ritual commences
Preparing my departure
Leaving the land, I engage in conference with my successor
Acknowledging our consented participation
As befits the gods,
We choose the times of our rediscovery