River Doã, Primal Source of all,
Where the dust of our ancestors
Rests as silt beneath your waters.
River Mother, flowing hope
From whom the Ancients
Rode sun warmed currents
To Holy Iprios.
River Wife, bountiful beloved
Who bathes our children at your banks
And removes from them the memories
Of the life before.
River Goddess, Who embraces the dead
Whom the living fear,
In your loving sorrow
You give them life anew.