My Throat, the Cuckoo
This song compares the singer's throat to the sounds of the Cuckoo bird and the ediski,
a traditional hunting call made from bark.
The black crane's early cry covers the cuckoo's call.
My throat, like the ediski, warms my friends' hearts.
My horse-head igil shakes its head and whinnies.
I am the bearer of my ancestors' song, xöömei.
My bull-headed byzaanchy snorts and stamps
The ancient song of my ancestors
That I feel deep in my bursting chest.