Shiv has awakened. She has come. Their Union aprocheth. The Shakti of Shiv And The Shiv of Shakti Dancing together To bring forth life. The wedding aprocheth, Nandi has been adorned, The gouls dance, Clashing cymbals Shaking Damarus And throwing ash The shouts of "Har Har Mahadav!" Resonate through the mountains, And Shiva's wedding procession Comes down from Kailash. Parvati awaits, Wearing crimson and gold Shining and sparking Beaming and beckoning. She awaits her Shiv.