Il testo della Splendor's bearer

Pulsing with splendor,
With arthat at my side
And amytaba at my back
And akshobhya in my heart
I need no wings to fly high
Above the misty skies.

With nothing but my bare hands
I shape the dreams of thousands.

With yataka at my side
And sakys on my back
And altan kahna in my eyes
I crawl and yet disdain the perils.

With nothing but my bare hands, pulsing with splendor......
I pulverize the columns of sakyamune.