T is time to begin
It is just time to remember
The olden times
Who will be narrated now
Since that time sea gets dry and has turned into a desert
The mountain peaks reaching the sky now has vanished and turned into a bog
From a mountain rises up dust from a mountain rises up smoke
There patter horses hoofs call to a great war
The leader of the tribe leads his troops
Innumerable years have passed
Dressed in chain armour he runs
When he sees an enemy fast like whirlwind
The man ferocious like the tiger has passed through the centuries
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