Thee with the name of Skies, of storm and ire,
Go show them what your name is worth.
Scream, come loose, strike terror into human hearts,
Give them a taste of your lightning-like wrath.
Thee with the name of Skies, blue eyes are many,
But such as yours I haven’t seen in my entire life.
Cleverer, brighter, more feeling than any,
You are the cause of my strive.
Thee with the name of Skies who dwells with mortals,
Will you yourself follow their course?
Your heaven-born soul – you knew what it cost,
And so to the heavens you cried, never yours!