Conversions Of The Seer

Behold the conversions Of an exalted seer, The signs of good fortune And omens of evil, Behold the odd images, Try to comprehend, Behold and remember, See and understand. See, I am the black eagle With golden wings, I am the lord of the sky, Terror of the field, See, I take what I want For I'm the one to rule, See how I rejoice Know that this is good. See, I am the black snake With golden head, See, I am cut open, See, I am dead, See how my head falls Chopped off by a sword, Know that the bad luck Is standing at your door. See, I am a shaman Saying words of might, But Tengri stays silent, His face is full of night, See, I've gone astray On a mountain trail, Know that evil spirits Are already on their way. See, I am the Son of Heaven Who reigns at dusk and dawn, Behold my shining sword, Behold my golden throne, See the people bow down Before my endless might, I bring luck and victory, I dispel the night.